A single moment in 1990 changed my life, but not forever; just for the rest of my life. That fateful day of my diving accident occurred on my sober but celebratory birthday. I’ve renamed my plunge into paraplegia as my Rebirthday. Perhaps I’ve been in freefall ever since.
Smokers tend to hide behind a smokescreen of denial in recognizing the risky business of inhaling ignition fumes from lighters or matches. Their foul odors alone should alert us that they are unsafe to breathe.
I am delighted to be witnessing mainstream food products emblazoned with the word “vegan” on their labels. But I feel disheartened when that potentially nourishing food turns out to be nothing but junk food.
My new home borders a deep forest, so an array of wildlife makes their rounds to my backyard as I watch them in wonderment.
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