The sidewalk slid beneath my boots. A long second hung in the air, a second when I knew I was going down and there was nothing I could do about it. Then I pitched forward and sprawled on the icy concrete in front of Taco Bell, struggling to catch my breath.
“Mom! Mommy, are you okay?” My seven-year-old tugged on my arm, and my guide dog pushed her cold, wet nose into my face.
I did a quick…Continue Reading