Nov 3, 2018 | boundaries, changing perspectives, Depression, Good Memories, Learning to let go, Making Changes |
I haven’t wanted to talk about it publicly. I’m embarrassed. Ashamed even. Confused as to how it got to the point that it did. For the last few months, I have been dependent on someone who thought it was okay to treat me less than respectfully. And every...
Sep 3, 2017 | can do, Disabilitiy, Good Memories, Independence, Laughter, Laughter,, overcoming challenges |
It was over twenty years ago, and I was a “fresh out of grad school” rookie, eager to do well in my first real job. Although it meant moving from the town where I had attended college and gotten my master’s degree, a few weeks after graduation I...
Jul 16, 2017 | America, CP, Disabilitiy, Disabled Sports, Good Memories, high School |
As a mentor, he came into my life at the perfect time. When I was fourteen years old, I joined a sports team for people with disabilities. It changed my life. Because I had always been mainstreamed and up to that point, had mostly done whatever my family did in...
Feb 26, 2017 | Advocacy, Disabilitiy, Good Memories, Health, Laughter,, medical emergencies |
If I had to come up with the main thing my disability has taught me, I would have to say it is how to be resourceful. A mirror is tilted above my stove so I can see if a pot of water is boiling without having to stand up and lean on a hot surface. There are...
Dec 13, 2016 | Accommodations, Disabilitiy, Facing a fear, Friends, Get To Know Me, Good Memories, Heroes, Laughter, Learning to let go, overcoming challenges |
I have been thinking of him often lately, although I can’t really explain why. Wayne and I met when I started graduate school, both a part of the Baptist Student Union on campus. We clicked instantly. As we got to know each other, all formality and things that...
Oct 24, 2016 | Accommodations, Beginnings, can do, Coach, Disabilitiy, Disabled Sports, exercise for people with disabilities, Following Dreams, Good Memories, Helping people with disabilities, Heroes, high School, Paralympics |
Icy prickles of anxiety flooded through me with such intensity that I was sure I had just swallowed Alaska. My health teacher, who was with me for moral support, had assured me that the man I was about to meet was very nice, but at that point, I knew him only by...
