You will wake up.
You will stare at the wall.
You will wonder how this day could possibly be any different from the day before.
You find your wheelchair.
You get up.
You do your exercises and stretches.
You spend too long doing too little work.
You play with your kids.
You laugh at bad jokes.
You read stories and give sloppy kisses good-night.
You write a story. For the first time. For a different reason.
You head to bed.
You can start to feel a whole new sense of pride.
You’ll face a new day tomorrow.