New Year’s resolutions. We start with good intentions to eat healthy, then by February it’s duck fat and lardons and kasha varnishes.
Of all the bad things that could befall a baby, what happened to me was perhaps the best of the worst. I was born with only one arm. Well, sort of. Technically, I was born with radial aplasia, a condition that made my right arm about the size and shape of a plucked turkey wing. […]