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Last Saturday, I lost a dear friend of mine, Timothy Chan, who had Duchenne muscular dystrophy. He passed away in the hospital in the morning, days after he had been admitted with a respiratory illness. The unexpected news from his parents shocked me, as I had caught up with…

Everyone recognizes the blue and white signs featuring a figure in a wheelchair that adorn certain parking spots. I call him the wheelchair guy, and he allows me to park close to public building entrances. The sign is an international symbol of disability. Of course, many disabled people are able…

This past winter in rural Nebraska was mild, with no real snow and only a handful of very cold weeks. But as it has gotten warmer and the grass starts turning green, I very much appreciate the arrival of spring. My children, who will be out of school for summer…

Last week was a busy one for me. In addition to my normal activities, I took field trips on Tuesday and Thursday, looking for solutions to some of my recent struggles related to facioscapulohumeral muscular dystrophy (FSHD) and other health issues. I’m really struggling to get around our…

I have always been an open book about my life. I am a writer, caregiver, and mother living in the Midwest with my family. My husband and I have seven children: Lexi, 24; Max, 20; Chance, 18; Rowen, 17; Charlie, 15; Mary, 11; and Callie, 4. Max, Rowen, and Charlie…

Last Saturday, I attended “Les Misérables: The Arena Spectacular” with my girlfriend at Marina Bay Sands in Singapore. This landmark resort includes a luxury hotel, a shopping complex, and a performing arts theater that hosts international productions. A musical based on the novel by Victor Hugo, “Les Misérables“…

As I grow older with limb-girdle muscular dystrophy, one of my biggest challenges isn’t medical; it’s social isolation. When I was younger, it was easier to say yes to all kinds of social activities. That is likely true for all of us, but with a power wheelchair, progressive…

I live in rural Nebraska with my husband, Jason, and seven children. Three of them — Max, 20, Rowen, 17, and Charlie, 15 — live with Duchenne muscular dystrophy (DMD), so I am a mom to many as well as a caregiver. At times, it feels like I’m giving…

As parents, we dedicate our lives to raising our children. We work long and hard, striving to meet their needs, teach kindness, encourage a strong work ethic, and foster self-advocacy. Our goal is to help them grow into successful adults. As a mom of many, I can see my and…

Recently, standing up has become even more difficult for me than it previously was. The last few times I sat in my comfy recliner in my music and writing room, I worried I might have to call 911 for help getting up. My son, Ryan, had already added 3-inch risers…