Musings by a Phoenix Currently Made of Ash

I’ve undergone some drastic personal renovations of late. Like the mythic phoenix, (remember Fawkes in the Harry Potter books) I have burst into flames, reduced to a pile of ashes.

Unlike Fawkes’ miraculous rebirth, mine has been much slower. And on so many different, interconnected fronts.

Physical Change

On the last weekend of September, 2014, I tore the meniscus (in two places) in my right knee. After thousands of dollars of physiotherapy, an MRI, a family doctor who referred me to a spo...