Progress Takes Effort

When I first started with my therapist I told her I was SCARED that she would push me to do something I wasn’t comfortable with. She assured me that she wouldn’t, and if we set a goal I wasn’t comfortable with, then we would talk about it. I think she understood if she were to... Continue Reading →

Stretch Armstrong

I feel like Stretch Armstrong every second of every day. His face says: I am super tough; I can handle anything. Go ahead, pull me in different directions. My arms will hold back any charging front and my legs allow me flexibility to be in more than one place at a time. Hit me with... Continue Reading →

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