My wife is paralyzed, so I haven’t been inti:mate with her for four months. Out of deep frustration, I left her alone for ten days to go on a date with the younger sister of my colleague. And then… the unexpected happened.

just the two of us. Hannah had been doing better in her therapy. She was able to move her legs more than before, and we were both holding onto that glimmer of hope that maybe—just maybe—she could one day walk again. It wasn’t easy. The pain was still there. The struggle was still real. But there was a lightness between us now, something that had been continue reading …