Ingria was with me through it all and I wouldn’t be here today without her support. Here’s the climbing accident story through her eyes.
Have you ever loved an article of clothing so much that it has become a part of you? Well, I have and here’s our story.
When you say it out loud, it hits different. It makes it more real and that’s what happened.
I was clearly grieving without knowing it. Grieving the loss of time, plans, opportunities, activites, a sense of self, life, just everything and anything.
I wanted the pain to go away. Eventually, it left my body, but continued to consume my mind and soul.
I started writing this post back in April, but stopped because I wasn’t ready to tell this story yet. Eight months later, I’m ready now.