Starting Over

For anyone who has come to know injury, there is no heavier truth to hold within your body than the weight of disconnection. There is a solemnity in grief, often unspoken and held so sensitively in isolation, that yearns for connection. But as with many deeply held truths, we must reconcile within the interiority of our being what it means to ready ourselves to exhale outwards, and begin to speak again.

How else can you start over without bringing one chapter to an end and starting to write the next? To all those narrators out there, looking to make sense and meaning of their lives, I see you. I am you.