I’m looking out our patio doors at our backyard. I can hear the not-so-gentle Nebraska gales blowing around the wind…
Articles by Betty Vertin
It’s no secret that I love the holidays. If you look through my past columns, you’ll find some about…
I always assumed my three sons with Duchenne muscular dystrophy (DMD) wouldn’t get to experience college. I knew…
My oldest son, Max, is graduating from high school this year. I know I’ve shared that repeatedly, but the…
I was mad at my husband, Jason, for spending the night in the recliner. He’d been there because he’d been…
I drove my oldest son, Max, who is 17, to his second college visit this week. As we veered…
Duchenne muscular dystrophy (DMD) is not a one-size-fits-all disease. I have three sons with DMD: Max, 17, Rowen, 14,…
“Vroom, vroom, vroom” trails my son in the hallway at school. “Whoa, there. Do you guys have a license for…
Duchenne muscular dystrophy (DMD) can be all-consuming. It’s so big that it often takes up all the leftover…
The first time the words “Duchenne muscular dystrophy” (DMD) were spoken to me, they might as well have been…