and now, my knees hurt
April 2nd, 2008
Last night, I was standing at a stop light, waiting to cross the street. Just standing there, thinking about how I was almost home. And then I fell.Â
I didn’t trip. No one bumped into me. I didn’t faint. There wasn’t even a particularly strong wind. I just tipped forward and fell on my hands and knees.
Anna means “grace” in Hebrew. Clearly, my parents had no idea how I’d turn out.
