Summertime Lows and Highs
Last summer I should have celebrated an ESPY nomination and boarded a plane with stars in my eyes and golden dreams in my heart to line up at the start line of my second Paralympic Games. I should have been spending last summer pushing my limits and celebrating achievements made along the way.
Instead, I woke up in someone else’s bed, wrapped in clothing that wasn’t mine and with no recollection of how I got there.
