I love helping people communicate that can't. It’s why I became an ASL teacher.
Getting to work with military men and women who were injured in action? Sign me up. I can’t think of a better way to help.
I pride myself on keeping things professional…until him.
The letters he writes allow me to get to know him on such deep level.
He has me believing in love even if I try not to cross that line.
I remember the plane going down, then nothing. I woke up months later in the hospital, a few nasty scars… and no voice.
Basic communication has become a nightmare and I’ve never felt so alone even with all the people around.
Then Faith shows up teaching me how to communicate with sign language and with modern advances on my phone and tablet.
Our daily walks turn into nightly text messages, and I begin to think Faith might be able to heal my heart too.
Until the one day that my whole world is turned upside down…