2 days to go. 365 days in 2022 and we have lived/survived/flourished within 363 of them. 363 days of good and hard and exciting and boring. Some moments of feeling…

It’s fall. I get that this isn’t some big revelation, we’ve all seen the date. But my internal seasonal clock tends to be a bit ahead of the game, and…

March 10. It’s difficult for me to remember a time when this date wasn’t significant. When all it represented was a day closer to spring. Now it’s as ingrained in…

*Before you read this, I beg of you just one thing: please read it in its entirety.* My computer is full of documents I feel like I cannot share. Every…

I never intend to take a break from this space. But days come and go until suddenly it’s been months since I’ve been here. There is a piece of me…

What a difference a day makes. Or a week or a year. Eight weeks before I took this photo, I started to see signs of a bladder infection. Two weeks…

There were a lot of things I didn’t know about disability when that swift but severe fall left me paralyzed from the bellybutton down. In fact, I was blissfully unaware…

This is the face of vaccine anxiety. Not a covid-denier or anti-vaxxer—simply, vaccine anxiety. Now please don’t just come at me with facts, figures and stats like anxiety can be…

What if I told you I want to write a book. That I was finally ready to share my story as only I know it. Maybe you think I’ve done…

I’m restless. Restless inside my mind and this body—within the constraints of my wheelchair. I want to get up and move. To stretch, climb, jump and run. I’m convinced that…