It wasn’t the first time I had fallen. I was as used to falling as I could be. We practiced falling in physical therapy with the cushiony mats and I tried to tuck in my head or my arms to minimize injury. But one never really gets better at the suddenness of a...
If you asked me, “What’s it like to be different?” or “When did you know you were different?”…I might respond in one of three ways: “I’m not different. I’ve never seen myself as different.” (I shared more on...
This isn’t a story about what we did or where we went. This is a real-life story about friends — when they cared, how they helped in tangible ways, and what that meant. I went to a baseball game earlier in the month. If you don’t know me, you might...
When I was little, I didn’t really know what mainstream inclusion meant. Those words weren’t in my vocabulary and I don’t remember hearing them from my parents. But I lived it. Public schools were just beginning to adopt mainstream inclusion for...
I lose track of time when I’m writing. It can take a while for me to get started, but once I’m there, once I’m in the zone, I can’t really stop until that task that day feels “done.” I will barely eat lunch or delay dinner. I will...