I have brain damage. I am not brain-damaged. I am not damaged goods. I am not--I never will be--damaged goods.
Brain damage. Since birth. At birth.
The doctors to Dad.
We almost lost her. We almost lost both of them. Your daughter's umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck five times. The oxygen supply to the left side of your daughter's brain was cut off for several seconds. The left side of her brain controls the right side of her body.
The doctors to Dad.
We don't know if she will ever learn to walk or talk.
[I have walked. I do talk.]
How do you hear that and not fall to your knees in awe? How do you hear that, and not be rendered utterly speechless?
I will reflect on our fast-paced, deadline-driven world. As a Universalist, I learned that there is good to be found in all faith traditions. As a practicing Catholic, prayerful, reflective individuals inspire me. My prayer is simple. May we live each day in awe--in wondrous awe.
Word Verification...Accessibility...
Spamming necessitates the temporary use of "captchas," which are more commonly known as "word verification." The childhood act of spamming leads me to take this action temporarily.
I am well aware, and saddened by the fact, that while captchas filter out--thwart--spammers, they also make the act of making comments impossible for individuals who use screen readers.
Be assured, I am working to rectify that situation.