lying in the grass

Scrape

I tore the skin on my knees. Not enough to gush, but enough to flood to the surface, and I scraped my hands too. How do we learn to catch ourselves when we fall? Why do our hands automatically outstretch, bear our weight, stop our motion? Why do we want to fly? Falling is the…

This One’s For Compassion

I recently spent two weeks on crutches after falling and badly bruising my femur. I’m in less pain now, but stairs are still difficult and I can’t bend my knee enough to sit in the back seat of a car. I’ll admit that I spent a lot of the first few days on crutches beingĀ frustrated…