When the Wheelchair Only Goes So Far
I left my wheelchair on a dock. I parked it there for a few hours. Before I jumped back in it (well, before my dad helped me get in), I looked at it. I mean, really took in what I was seeing: an empty wheelchair. The wheelchair couldn’t go on our friends’ boat....
Turning Points: The Way to Hope + Dream, part one
What is the proper way to hope? How do we carry our dreams and keep the right kind of hope alive? I have times where I put my hope in the wrong place. My unfulfilled dreams become heavy and my heart quickly grows discontent. I am no longer loving my right now. I am...
This is how I…run!
It wouldn’t be possible for me to say, “This is how I…run!” without the presence of an extra someone. My friend and I have already finished several short races and a half marathon. I run because we run together. See how in the...