Lindsay Anderson

Ana Lindsay Anderson

My hair wrapped in a towel, and my body wrapped in a comfort-able rob, I look down at the beautiful and elegant forest green dress that is laid careful-ly on my bed. It takes me a moment to realize that the dress is actually mine, and that I AM going to my junior/ senior prom. If you were to tell me yester-day morning that I would be going tonight, I would have laughed. After all, I was in a wheel-chair. As of yester-day after-noon, I am not. After all, I am, after so many years of physical therapy and surger-ies, I am finally able to walk on my own. Moving on, one thing that I am excited about it sur-prising my best friends and good friends. After all, they do not know that I am able to walk again!