A few months ago I discovered the singer/songwriter Patty Griffin. Several weeks later she played a show in Dallas. I decided I didn’t know her well enough to ride five hours. Now I’m kicking myself. She sings like she’s shouting a secret that only one person can hear. It’s like listening to someone play a…
I haven’t felt grass between my toes in seven years and almost nine months. When I pinched a nerve in my back and became my disabled, I didn’t think about small things. I was focused on the big picture. I’ll never walk unassisted again. I’ve been mostly bedbound for ninety-three months. There are tons of…
I’m not religious. I don’t own a Bible. I could borrow my daughter’s in a pinch, but I personally am Bible-less. What I do own is a set of Bible highlighters. It started when I wanted to edit an essay. I needed highlighters to mark various issues, such as missing transitions. I swear I had…
I’m disabled. I’m mostly bedbound and I leave the house for three reasons: rides with my husband, doctor’s appointments, and concerts. Wait, what? Can’t walk without assistance, don’t get out much, but concerts are one of the things I leave the house for? Absolutely. In fact, I bought an electric wheelchair in part to make…