Saturday, November 12, 2011


Confined in this wheelchair, body trapped by insidious disease, mind trapped by body, I watch the world go by, as I often do from this sunny perch on my porch. I cannot engage the world on my own terms. Sophisticated computer technology enables me to read, write, scan the internet, and look at photographs. I find myself often staring at this one photograph...a group of young kids in their golden soccer jerseys and black shorts, getting last minute instructions from their coach. I wonder about this one girl with her short, wildly red hair, marked by the #6 on the back of her jersey. Half step back from the group, obviously confident, no need to listen. A striker for sure with one mission, to secure the ball on a breakaway and with a confident sharp strike send the ball to the back of the net. Am I reading too much into this picture, which seemingly shows so little? Perhaps, except that I was that #6, confident striker, the one serving up the goals. Now, confined in this wheelchair, body trapped by disease, mind trapped by body, a future entrapped by memory...

Jenny Matlock


  1. Well, it's about time you showed back up here! The blogging world has missed your wonderful writing skills! Great take on the prompt!!

  2. This post brings tears to my eyes. You have a wonderful way of telling a story with just a few words.

  3. Enjoy life in whatever form it is handed to you.
    Your immagination paints pictures of energy and zest of youth, enjoy life through that energy.
    Loved this post, friend.

  4. Very well done - but so sad! Love the final line.

  5. You told quite a story here. Really well done, and it's good to see you around these parts!


  6. And where the heck have you been ??? were missed so much and this well written, touching, bittersweet and tactile treatment is the proof that enriches us all !!!

  7. Hey Jeff, great to see you again! And what a super story to revisit SC with! We missed your stunning and detailed visuals! Kudos my friend!

  8. Wow, Jeff! When I emailed you earlier, I didn't know you had returned to SC. This piece is so graphic and heart wrenching. Thanks for a good Thanksgiving lesson.


  9. JEFF!!!!! Missed you! Missed your writing! Missed your unique viewpoints!

    This was really, really powerful!

    I wonder if there is a small part of this that is autobiographical? Chronic illness just gets so...well...ummm...chronic!

    So good to see you!