It was one of those days. Like a lightning bolt, the stealth pain hit me hard, spiking me like a…
A Day to Remember
It happened one year ago today. A potentially lethal recipe for disaster. These were the ingredients: A steel bridge. A…
A question of prayer
Normally, I pray – if at all – alone. But today, I joined OJ on a pilgrimage to morning services…
Tales of Wiisdom
I outdid myself yesterday. First there was my standard workout in the pool, which these days consists of swimming, walking…
Burning Woman
Sometime after two in the morning Odyne, the Greek goddess of pain, deems it a timely moment to drop into…
iPod: For body + soul
Yesterday I had lunch with Terry. It was the first time we’d seen each other since my accident, and I…
Aquaholics Anonymous
I confess: I’m losing count, and I can’t seem to stop, but here I am trying out yet another pool.…
Dedicato a Marianna
Many times since my accident, I’ve thought about Marianna – a thirty-something Italian woman I met in early 2008, both…
The Pain Club
Four o’clock A.M. is an ungodly time of the night, but surely the gods-of-pain were in the neighborhood at that…
The Well
Here I am, still meandering through my recovery, exploring new places, meeting new people, trying not to get lost on…
Healing Pilgrim 