Looking back, my first identity crisis was a struggle to understand my value apart from my physical appearance. Later identity crises would focus on my physical ability, my mental capacity, and my role as wife and mother.
With every major medical crisis, I’ve had an identity crisis. Each time, the same question returns: Who am I now?
My spinal cord injury, the latest medical crisis in a stream of crises, created a new slew of questions. The questions may have changed but the answer is the same. I am a beloved child of God.
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