One ‘random’ conversation in a hall (which you know, is never random) impacted me most. I walked out into the hall full of people weaving in and out, looking for the next breakout room. I came up next to the only other woman at the conference using a walker. I had seen her before. We smiled at one another, but had not spoken. I noticed she had a walker that seemed fitted to her. She needed her walker. I didn't need mine. At least I didn't want to need mine. I sure wasn't gonna need mine next year. But this year, here we stood side by side.

She smiled at me, and I noticed a glow about her. She cheerfully said, "Hey, we're twins", nodding to the walker. I smiled but wasn't sure the right way to respond. I certainly wasn't as excited about it as she seemed to be.  She continued, "What’s the name of your walker?" I said, rather defiantly, "I don't like mine enough to give it a name."