I’m still in the middle of healing, but somewhere along the way I realized my life never stopped. I’m creating art, selling ravens, preparing to teach in Colorado, laughing at this crazy body—and occasionally taking a two-hour nap. Maybe we don’t have to wait until everything is fixed to keep living our story.

After weeks of surgery, infection, IV antibiotics, and recovery, a good doctor's appointment, a trip to Bisbee, and a very necessary nap reminded me that healing is about more than medicine—it's about living again.