Living with a disability my whole life means I’ve had plenty of time to know what I can do, what help I need, and what works for me. Yet a few months ago I wondered if there was something new I could do. Out of curiosity, determination, and somewhat necessity, I found...
Firsts can’t be repeated. I went to a conference for a second time. Apparently I carried high expectations with me. I didn’t know that until the week ended and I felt some unexplained disappointment. What was I expecting? Was I subconsciously comparing...
Over the summer, I had a conversation with someone I knew well in college. She was my suite-mate for two years and we shared more than one friend group by being in the same organizations. We met for coffee and reminisced about the college days and what is going on...
After my week in Raleigh, I came home and immediately started thinking about next year’s conference. Would I be able to go again? Could I wait that long to see these new friends again? I had met people from all over the country and world…England, France,...
A trip can leave a lasting impression on you. Back in June, I had one of those trips. I attended the Summer Institute on Theology and Disability for the first time. I knew: I would lead a workshop on Wednesday afternoon. The list of speakers and topics intrigued me. I...