The First Mile

Dear Delyara, I ran a mile today. To most people, that’s a warm-up. To me, it’s a miracle. After the accident, they said I might never walk without a limp. I’ve spent two years in physical therapy, crying through the pain and wanting to quit every single day. But today, I ran. My heart was pounding, my legs were burning, and I felt like a god. I’m not just walking; I’m moving forward. I beat the odds, and I’m just getting started.