This week is Teacher Appreciation Week and Wishbone Day. It’s only fitting that I write about these two topics under mentors. First, I am a veteran middle school teacher in …
In the pre-ADA era, while struggling for inclusion and putting forth an unending effort, a leader in her own quiet way took on the system with no help from anyone …
If you are a person with a physical disability who is also considered high risk for surviving Covid, then you are like me. Living with the Covid threat for one …
Dating, for anyone, in today’s world can be awkward and confusing. First there’s trying to meet new people. Where exactly do single men in their 30s and 40s spend their …
I’ve always been a writer, and I’ve always been disabled. Those two parts of my identity are so woven into who I am that I never questioned either of them. …
It’s no surprise to my friends that I consider myself a foodie. Going out to restaurants is a great way to socialize without doing dishes. As someone who uses a …
Cooking is my least favorite activity. I’m a tiny person in a manual wheelchair. Barely able to see over a pot of boiling water, I find cooking to be dangerous …
I leaned against the door of my Forms of Fiction class, prepared to push it open with all of my body weight. It was a semi-fruitless attempt, as the door …
Life has a way of throwing you curveballs when you least expect it. At 27 years old, I was completely comfortable. I had assured a favorable position after eight years …