My Life with Aphasia after Stroke: My New “Love Language”
We were going to Mexico, first family vacation. With my husband’s parents on April 8, 2001. I was 31 years old, my son was 4, my daughter was 3, and my baby girl was 18 months old. Everybody was excited, especially me! Houston Airport… Our flight was 2 hours late. No worries. I started feeling…