Just like that, coronavirus has put everyone’s life on hold. Indeed, this too shall pass. It was only a week ago that Jennifer and I were on a marathon clothes-washing binge to catch up on our weeks worth of laundry…
Earlier this month (Valentine’s Day to be exact), Jennifer helped me “celebrate” 21 years since I was diagnosed with MS. Yes, celebrated because I’ve come so far since those initial days of having no idea where to turn for information,…
Because a story by Jennifer as special as this is worth repeating … There’s something that always has bothered me about Dan and my wedding day. He never danced with me to our wedding song on September 10, 2005. It’s…
We officially are two weeks into 2020. How is this new year treating you? According to WW (the program formerly known as Weight Watchers), “Most people ditch their New Year’s resolutions by January 17 (aka Quitter’s day).” At the end of…
My lifelong friend Nora (she’s the bridesmaid to my left in the pic) and I were standing in a crowded parking lot in Chicago. She was strategizing how to get her poorly parked car out of the lot. She also…
Why MS research is so important to us, by the numbers: 22 Years since Jennifer was diagnosed with MS on Nov. 14, 1997 20 Years since Dan was diagnosed with MS on Feb. 14, 2000 400,000+ Estimate of people in…
I never thought I needed a Cubii … until I got one. I mean, come on. I have a full-time job and work remotely, so if I ever needed a break to give my mind a rest and burn some…
I told Dan that I still remember the last big, long walk I ever took like it was yesterday. My first physical therapist, Heather, and I were at the Bower Theater in Flint, Michigan, to see the musical “La Cage…
Jennifer and I have known for years that Multiple Sclerosis affects everybody differently. But we quickly are learning that not all MS patients are attacking their disease the same way. Yes, it is a generational thing. For real. Generational. We…
Dan is a paid ambassador for Celgene, and collaborated with Celgene to create this post. Knots tightened in my stomach as I seemingly stood by myself in an open New Jersey field. I watched the wicker basket gate close quickly…