Numbness drapes itself around my shoulders like a cloak. Shock and disbelief stake their claim as well. Circumstances writhe their way around my neck, a threatening noose. Today six jurors returned a “not guilty” verdict to the truck driver who slammed into my Dodge Caliber on November 19, 2011. According to the jury foreperson there Read More
Unexpected Setback
Less than six months have passed since the accident, and I am probably back in the one place I NEVER would have anticipated, the hospital. In the past few weeks I’d finally arrived at a place where I felt like much of the accident fall-out had passed; I’m running again, I’d finally worked back up Read More
The Accident
Fragmented glass explodes, deformed metal littering road Eerie silence envelopes scene Mangled metal traps broken bodies within Three moving. One still. Death hovers, eager to terminate life Bones once dense, durable, now fragmented, frail Crimson blood oozes. Saturating. Pooling. Drying. Eyes open, familiar screams register, panic suffocates Hands reach, seeking solace to bring, no resting Read More
Where Do I Go From Here?
It’s been five months since the accident and most days I feel like myself again. I still have limitations with neck mobility and sometimes I get scared when I find myself in situations that cause me to feel fragile and breakable, but what plagues me most these days is the question, “Why was my life Read More
Wonderfully Made
Competitive running is somewhat of an addiction for me. I subscribe to three different running magazines and at least half a dozen running websites. I’m always looking for new races with interesting and unique venues. In addition to being a competitive runner, I’m also a bit obsessive compulsive, but in my world, these two qualities Read More
Recuperation’s Snare
Harshly awakened by agony’s barbed stab She searches for acquittal Inaudible sobs convulse her reconstructed frame A voiceless witness to jagged pain Her anguish cloaked in darkness Obscurely illuminated by moon’s soft ray Terrorizing thoughts freely roam Moist droplets soak colored cloth Writhing. Squirming. Entangled. Captive. Turmoil her nightly companion Serenity, Serenity enters the room Read More
My Dirty Little Secret
Thirteen weeks ago my world and body were literally shattered when an 18 wheeler plowed into the vehicle I was riding in. The days since the accident have been a tumultuous mix of joy and pain. There have been days of joyous celebration over recovery milestones paired with angry tears shed over the changes inflicted Read More