Why On the Wrong Foot

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On the Wrong Foot began as an ordinary moment and became a way of understanding an extraordinary one.

When my husband was deployed to the Middle East for the second time, our child was barely a year old. Life was suspended in a strange in-between, routine on the surface, unsteady underneath.

​I was writing one afternoon, trying to make sense of absence and endurance, when my beautiful child toddled toward me holding a single high heel. They slipped it onto the wrong foot and stood there, proud and determined, utterly unconcerned with correctness.

That image stayed with me.
On the Wrong Foot came to mean living through disruption while still moving forward—imperfectly, out of balance, and often without instruction. It is about adapting to circumstances you did not choose, learning to stand when things do not fit as they should, and finding meaning in the small, human moments that persist even during uncertainty. Writing, like living, does not always begin from a place of stability. Sometimes it begins on the wrong foot and continues anyway.

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