Be the Cinnamon

It was not the most brilliant thing I’ve ever done. When I wanted a snack one night, I opened a container of Greek vanilla yogurt and went to my spice rack to sprinkle something on top.  Cinnamon has always been one of my favorite flavors and I frequently use it to...

The Last Laugh

Quirks fascinate me.  What motivates some people to tap their fingers incessantly, or wear different colored socks is intriguing.  I have always thought of quirks as fingerprints, characteristics that make each one of us unique in our complexity, with a collection of...

Pushing for Love

Here is a secret that everyone knows: I don’t like to ask for help.  Of course, my cerebral palsy means that I need help getting dressed and have to be driven everywhere, but that is precisely my point.  Since I require so much physical help in my life, I don’t like...

Sometimes “Cruelty” is Kind

When I was diagnosed with cerebral palsy at eighteen months of age, my family embarked on a whole new world.  This strange new place was one where my parents had never been before.  “Disability” became part of their everyday vocabulary, as their child had...

Unlikely Hero

I remember in great detail a day that I was in high school.  It may seem insignificant to some.  I thought it was at the time myself. But the more years I have behind me, the more I realize that an interaction I had that day just might have been one of the most...