The past few weeks we have been examining the moments I felt different. Something happened in those stories that made me aware of my physical limitations. If you missed any of the posts: Part One We began the discussion with why I don’t see disability and what I...
I used to attend a camp for children with neuromuscular disease. I liked it some years. But I grew to not enjoy the camp sooner than most. There was no one reason I stopped going. It was a combination of the school calendar conflicting and my heart no longer...
My first day of school came sooner than what’s considered normal. I was only 2. My oldest brother headed to kindergarten and I headed to preschool. Different schools, but I love the fact that we started school the same year. One of the local schools offered a...
When I first bought the Me Before You book, I didn’t know it came with controversy. I didn’t realize I was entering a story full of dilemma and debate centered around an unnamed question: Is life in a wheelchair worth living? The movie version of Me Before...
She smiled at me and I couldn’t resist wanting to hold her. There is something special when they are still small. I can find a way to easily hold a baby, before they are too wiggly and before they are too big. But even then, I have thought through my options and...