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Many nights in those years I lay awake wondering if the thing I wanted most would simply not be a part of my life. I regretted the inordinate and unseemly amount of luck I had had thus far. Why should I deserve to get the thing I most wanted, when so much had been handed to me?

Many nights in those years I lay awake wondering if the thing I wanted most would simply not be a part of my life. I regretted the inordinate and unseemly amount of luck I had had thus far. Why should I deserve to get the thing I most wanted, when so much had been handed to me?

Now in my forties, I have changed in ways that reach far beyond the limits of my concussion recovery. I know now that I will become weaker at what I avoid, that what I run towards will strengthen in me. I know to listen to my body, but not so much that I convince myself I can’t do things or that I …