Tactile paving is my nemesis. The yellow plates of bumps at the edge of a crosswalk or sidewalk were created to alert visually impaired people of an upcoming hazard. I’m so glad someone invented bumps that help, but for me, those bumps are a hazard! With God’s words to Jeremiah echoing in my mind, “I’m sticking with you,” I think I’ll watch for tactile paving as a reminder of God’s presence.
Read MoreUpgrading my Ankle-Foot Orthotic (AFO) gave me a lot more support and helped me walk better. But my new carbon fiber AFO started damaging my shoes. Here are a few ways I’ve learned to protect my shoes from AFO damage.
Read MoreIn the same way exercise strengthens my body, Bible reading strengthens my faith. Both are necessary for physical and spiritual health.
Here are 5 lessons the gym teaches us about Bible Study—how to view it and what to do about it.
Read MoreLooking back, my first identity crisis was a struggle to understand my value apart from my physical appearance. Later identity crises would focus on my physical ability, my mental capacity, and my role as wife and mother.
With every major medical crisis, I’ve had an identity crisis. Each time, the same question returns: Who am I now?
My spinal cord injury, the latest medical crisis in a stream of crises, created a new slew of questions. The questions may have changed but the answer is the same. I am a beloved child of God.
Read MoreI was a walker before my spinal cord injury. I miss walking the most when spring comes around. Enter, the RadTrike. I was pretty sure the RadTrike was the way to get me back outside and “walking” the neighborhood again.
Being outdoors and moving at a quick pace was nostalgic. It gave me independence. I had the same feeling as walking—effortlessly moving quickly and wherever I wanted. It felt like I was finding a piece of me that I’d lost. I couldn’t stop smiling.
Read MoreIn Dr. Paul Brand’s book The Gift of Pain Brand says pain is the body's built-in warning system that something is wrong and needs to be fixed. Time and again, he found that lack of pain was his patient’s worst enemy. I nodded, understanding and wishing I didn’t.
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