We had barely finished our usual welcoming embrace when my dad suggested he take the kids to the small-town doughnut shop. My kids began dancing with wild anticipation and then Dad asked for my permission to take them.
There was one man in the group who touched the core of my soul. He experienced a life-changing event that has impacted his mobility and his independence. When I asked him how this has affected him he didn’t mention the unfairness of his situation. He didn’t express bitterness or anger. He told me he…
I was excited to present at the Bedford support group because I’d heard very good things about the people who attend. And the rumors are true—Bedford has a great group! One of the most memorable parts of the evening was when a group veteran explained his thoughts on refusing food offers. He said that…