Retouched Red 0002_130309_lim_CHW_0831-RTIn June 2003, my husband of 20 years suffered a cardiac arrest and subsequent anoxic brain injury. Up to then, I thought I had a perfect life: a husband who was a successful attorney, my own fulfilling career in education, two teen-aged sons in high school, and a home in Los Angeles filled with books, music and art. Since 2003, as help from the medical community tapered off and our teenaged sons moved away to college, I wondered where I belonged and what my identity was now that he was disabled. I began to write about my journey and what I learned along the way to help me maintain a normal life and how to deal with disability.