[Sugah]

I hear you, Liz. I love heights. Always have. Now, if I'm taking the stairs, I will stand aside and let people pass me--wait quite awhile if I have to--because I feel unsafe if someone's behind me.

Tonight, I went to a reading, and there was a deck on the roof that overlooked the city. I went up, but I was nervous. It was hard to enjoy the sight.

Before my injury, and before I learned that my bones were made of swiss cheese, before I faced the fear of losing my leg (and it was definitely fear, even after I was told the danger had passed), I wouldn't have imagined feeling so vulnerable.

You know, liz, I try to focus on the gift of slowing down. I don't remember to do it all the time, but enough so that most days are pretty okay.

Peace & Love,
Sugah