At Prom, Only One Boy Asked Me to Dance Because I Was in a Wheelchair — 30 Years Later, Our Paths Crossed Again, and This Time He Was the One in Need

before prom, I went from arguing about curfew and trying on dresses with my friends to waking up in a hospital bed with doctors talking around me like I wasn’t in it.

My legs were broken in three places. My spine was damaged. There were words like rehab and prognosis and maybe.

By the time prom came, I told my mom I wasn’t going. Before the crash, my continue reading …