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What My Speech Impediment Taught Me

What My Speech Impediment Taught Me

When I was 23 I underwent a six-hour surgery. The physician harvested skin and muscle from my throat and from the sides of my mouth. He used that tissue to construct what is called a pharyngeal flap, a kind of artificial soft palate. You see, I was born without the...
Shocked

Shocked

My four-year-old granddaughter’s disability restricts her mobility, limits her manual dexterity, affects how she communicates, and leaves her legally blind. None of this diminishes my affection for her. She makes me smile and warms my heart. As people like to say...
Getting Real with Each Other

Getting Real with Each Other

Some years ago my friend Emile and I were driving back to Huntsville from a monthly clergy lunch in another part of northern Alabama. Emile had retired a decade or so earlier. My colleagues and I admired and adored Emile as our wise and nurturing elder. And he seemed...
Recovering from Shame and Blame

Recovering from Shame and Blame

The following is an excerpt from Chapter Three of A Resurrection Shaped Life. The school year had only just ended. Summer stretched out before me for an eternity. At least, that’s how it seemed to my ten-year-old self. I was playing with a couple of kids at the end of...
A Love That Heals

A Love That Heals

As I was passing through the Atlanta airport last week, a married couple wearing matching surgical masks rushed by me to catch the train to another concourse. It seemed unlikely to me that both of them suffered from a compromised immune system. So I began to wonder if...