Warmth tempts my berry tipped toes to the opening of my den. I crouch by new grass blades sharp with the bitter scent of promise. I am spring born. What was my life before this long darkness? Before this crescent edge of sun? Do the trees stand exactly as they used to, … Continue reading Spring Born
4 3 2 As I write this, I am sitting in bed, watching a funny show while checking my email, text messages, and Facebook notifications. It is the middle of the night, a time of terror for me, so I need the safety of the blue electronic light of my devices. I bask in the … Continue reading I Am Not OK
I keep replaying last night in my head. A few hours after going to bed, I started feeling some muscle cramping and spasms. I tried to adjust my position to find comfort, but I could not roll to my side. This is becoming more and more common as the weight of a blanket becomes enough … Continue reading Up All Night
How I Live Now: Life With ALS 