Prayers, Answered

As her car pulled to a stop at the grocery store, Sandy Roark felt a rush of shame, but no blush came to her cheeks. She didn’t have enough blood to show color.

Parking in the handicapped spot, even with her tag, she still drew looks. At age 60, she looked as healthy as anybody else. She wasn’t in a wheelchair or using a walker. Yet each step from her car to the sliding glass doors was a battle.

“I would look at people walking, and I would get mad,” she says. “They take for granted how easy it is to just get up and go without a second thought. I had nothing but second thoughts.”