October 18, 2019

Collin shared a picture with us tonight. His hand is injured. Maybe it is broken. He did a backflip and landed incorrectly. Not much joy in that. However, I did think of how it could have been his head and another concussion. Or, it could have been a neck. I did feel joy when I thought I’d how hands heal. It may not be easy or comfortable, but it will heal.

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