Writing, for me historically, has been a way to share my journey, an avenue to celebrate life's highs, a path to processing challenges, a tool to broadcast news favorable or unfavorable, and a way to exercise my brain and make a little money on extended climbing trips.
After beating the odds on April 2, 2017, surviving approximately 20 seconds of 2000 volts coursing through my body and navigating the first year of extensive and excruciating hand reconstruction, I knew I would write my story with the goal of sharing and helping others—the format, the how, what, and when unfolded slowly over seven years.