The Ripple Effect

It is extremely difficult to sort out the facts from the drama, in our (the worldwide) current situation (the viral outbreak). That being said there are different rules and threats in play when you are among one of the "high risk" categories (disabled, elderly. diabetic, pregnant, etc.). Whether you heed the warnings or not is … Continue reading The Ripple Effect

Modeling My Auntie

In my life, I have been fortunate to have been touched by an unbelievable number of beautiful people. I classify beauty as both inside and out. Among this large number, there are some who stand out in my memories more than others, and I truly think that I would be a different person without their … Continue reading Modeling My Auntie

My Sister

When I was little, my sister was my protector; my second mother; and my confidant.  She packed my lunch, watched over me, and even made all of the games for my birthday one year.  She was the mother hen to my baby chick.   My first real memory of my sister is her teaching me how … Continue reading My Sister

My Best Man

Is it cultural, part of our society, or the time period, that it is somehow our tradition to let people in our lives go to the grave never having told them the positive impact they have had in your life? In a lot of ways, I have lived the nine lives of a cat. Most … Continue reading My Best Man

Just a Girl

It is odd how many subgroups I can place myself in if I stop and think about it. I am a person with a disability.I am a woman.I am a mother.I am a homemaker.I am a college graduate.I was a teen mom.I have been homeless.I am married.I am in my 30's. The list could go … Continue reading Just a Girl

Regretting Leaving Philadelphia

18 years ago I attended my freshman orientation at Temple University in Philadelphia, PA. I was thrilled to be starting the new chapter of my life, in what has been my favorite city since a family vacation there when I was 12. Simultaneously, as this major transition in my life, I was told that, among … Continue reading Regretting Leaving Philadelphia

Daring to be Different

This week is my 36 Birthday (I know, I know, I am old). It's not that this is a "millstone year" (Although if you ask me, every year is monumentous, 364 1/4 more days I have fought this war known as life and won. I am alive to tell you about my war, and its … Continue reading Daring to be Different

Tattoos

The hardest self-image issue I struggle with is admitting who I am now .  I have constantly reminded myself that the person everyone else sees and hears is who I am now. Not the pre-diagnosed teenage girl. That girl, in many ways, died 18 years ago and with her many forms of innocence and hope. … Continue reading Tattoos

After Africa

Acacia Tree I was chosen to travel with three other people, one of my religion teachers, a nun, and one other student, to Nairobi, Kenya the summer of 2000. The trip happened to be the summer before my senior year of high school.  Which unbeknownst to me the end of an era in my life … Continue reading After Africa