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.

reminders of the fragility of progress. I saw it in the way her body moved differently now, the way her smile came with a trace of exhaustion, the way her eyes would sometimes gloss over with a distant pain that only I could recognize. It wasn’t the physical challenge of her recovery that scared me—it was the emotional burden, the fear that somehow,continue reading …