A Broken Back Means Your Dead, Right?

The last blog I published talked about writing, and I finished it before I had my accident. I went ahead, posted it with the idea that I would address the accident on this blog. A week ago, a potentially life-changing occurrence happened to me. I walked outside, lost my balance, and fell on the brick… Continue reading A Broken Back Means Your Dead, Right?

Like Eating Grass

I thought everyone with kids knew what the word nummy meant. I was wrong. During my time working in a self-contained special-needs schoolroom, I learned how wrong I’d been. More than one of the kids there had no idea what it meant, and if they didn’t know, how the living hell could they teach their… Continue reading Like Eating Grass