A Priceless Gift!

When I was a little kid, I was excited whenever somebody asked me what I wanted for Christmas. I always had a solid list for Santa because, from my perspective at least, I was always a good girl. That made the question easy to answer back then. People have been asking...

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...