Danny Gregory and his wife, Patti, hadn’t been married long. Their baby, Jack, was 10 months old - life was good. And then Patti fell under a subway train and was paralysed from the waist down. In a world where nothing seemed to have much meaning, Danny decided to teach himself to draw. What he learned stunned him. Suddenly things had colour again, and value. As funny, insightful and surprising as life itself, this memoir forms a journey of discovery, rediscovery and beauty guaranteed to offer important signs back on the road to selfhood.