"...as I learned how to navigate through it relying, if not blindly trusting its ability to meet my accessibility needs. Uneven sidewalks and elevator-less subway stations altered not only my commute, but my perception of the realities of those who live their lives with disabilities.

While I wouldn't say my faith in God has lapsed, it would be fair to say the conception I was given about who or what God is has shattered into a thousand pieces...I began to reflect on those shattered pieces. Has the time come to cease seeking their perpetual destruction? And if so what could be gained, or discovered instead by their [de]construction?

Maybe the gift of getting older is learning how to live and move comfortably in the truth of who we have been