Living with Multiple Sclerosis means learning to navigate a body that does not always cooperate. It means wrestling with faith, asking hard questions about God, and redefining independence. With this, there is a metaphor in my head I can’t shake.…
The night before surgery has a very particular weight to it. It is not quite fear, not quite calm, but a tender in-between space where love and worry sit side by side. I find myself suspended in that space tonight…
This post would never end if I shared every photo from 2025. And, honestly, that wouldn’t tell the real story anyway. So, I gave myself a boundary: two photos per month. Not too little, not too much. Just enough to…
The hardest part of my Multiple Sclerosis Rituxan infusion isn’t the struggle to find a plump vein for an IV placement, or the five hours Dan and I spend in the infusion center, or even the fatigue that follows. The…
I never could have imagined that exactly 28 years after being diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis, I’d find myself on a runway in Fort Lauderdale, Florida—modeling adaptive clothing, no less. And I certainly never imagined I’d be modeling adaptive clothing with…
One of the greatest joys Dan and I have found in living with Multiple Sclerosis is connecting with college students pursuing their careers in healthcare. We’ve had several opportunities this fall to do just that, speaking virtually with College of…
Some couples spend their weekends at home, catching up on to-do lists and binging shows on Netflix. But over the past few weeks, Dan and I have been racking up the miles across Michigan. From Dearborn to Detroit, Lansing to…
Dan and I often say that our life with MS is about moving forward together. After all, Dan is walking, and I am rolling. We’re always moving forward side by side. Now, we’re taking that movement to a new kind…
Dan and I always are excited to share stories about what the students from Central Michigan University’s Physical Therapy program are doing to support people within the Multiple Sclerosis community. Let’s say the next generation of healthcare professionals is showing…
252 days. June 14, 2025, marked 252 long days since my father, Victor, passed away. What can I say? He was a wonderful, smart, funny, and kind man, and I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that he was…