My Wound is My Superpower

My Wound is My Superpower June 12 marks twenty one years since my car accident. As the days draw closer to the anniversary of this heart wrenching memory I become more and more saddened. Like a old wound cracking itself open. The days grow thicker with grief, my inner world closes in a little bit, and my tender heart is shaken with bitter sweet memories. Why is it after such an incredible day with an extraordinary person the evening ends with us smashed into a tree on the other side of Highway 98? No alcohol, no drugs, no skid marks, no sign of distress, nothing, and he dies at eighteen years old. This afternoon, I’m washing my almost five year old son’s hands from lunch, wash his sweet

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