During grad school my brother got hit by an IED in Afghanistan, instantly becoming a double above the knee amputee. My family had no control over his circumstances, and we were afraid. I was encouraged by my professors to create art to represent my experience. It was the only way to channel my emotions in a constructive manner - it also gave me back a sense of control, that I was doing something, creating meaning under the circumstances. My father encouraged me too, and together we set up a presentation to share the story of his miraculous journey to recovery - through the lens of art therapy. We donated the art pieces to Brooke Army Medical Center as a tribute of gratitude for saving his life, and enabling him to walk again with the use of prosthetics.