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Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) can feel incredibly isolating. I’m fairly certain that rings true for most people going through life with a rare disease. Because FA is so rare, affecting only about 1 in 50,000 people in the U.S., few folks have even heard of it, much less understand…

This morning I was practicing my pre-getting-out-of-bed routine. I take a pill, do breathing exercises, and meditate for about 10 minutes. I mostly follow this routine, but not always. It’s my way of trying to start the day with a clear mind, and it almost always leads to a better…

Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) is hard. Its symptoms are far-reaching and its progression can feel relentless and inescapable. When you give it the power, FA can make good or mundane days feel bad, and make bad days feel like the worst. I notice that when I view life through the…

About 12 years ago, I went dog mushing with my local disabled sports organization, Northeast Passage. It was a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Those of us who participated have various disabilities, and we got to learn a bit about mushing a team of dogs. Then we got to try it…

Last week, my family and I were in Destin, Florida, for my 10-year-old son’s baseball tournament. We intentionally built in a substantial amount of time to play on the beach, swim, enjoy fun restaurants, fish, and relax. His baseball team, coached by my husband, Kyle, has played together for four…

My hair is finally the way I like it. In the world of Friedreich’s ataxia (FA), I celebrate every little victory that comes my way. I grinned — cheesily, vainly — as I rubbed an almond-sized glob of men’s hair gel between my fingertips and worked it into the…

I am a work in progress, just like everyone else in this world, so I need to give myself grace. The meaning of grace is essential. Several of my columns, including the previous one, have drawn the conclusion that I should grant myself grace. I wanted to further…

I have been attending a leadership training for people with rare diseases. The training is fueled by fierce moms trying to pave the way for their children to live in a better world full of cures. I am envious of those kids. As a preface, I must say that I…

When our daughter Amelia, 13, was diagnosed with Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) five years ago, I started doing the math. Like other parents, we’d been told that most people diagnosed with FA will need a wheelchair within 10 years after symptoms appear. This, of course, depends on the speed…

Last week, I took a slow-motion fall. While transferring from bed to my wheelchair, I tried to reach for something — so I could be quicker — and landed on the floor. I am no longer able to transfer from the floor to my wheelchair. Wendy, my service dog, can…

I’m a regular at my gym. Because of transportation issues — a story for another column — I didn’t get there for about three months. Last week was my first week back. So I had to mentally prepare myself for the questions coming my way: “I haven’t seen you in…

I’m a firm believer that life should be celebrated. I love decorating the house for holidays, birthdays, the first or last day of school, and anything else that provides my family with an excuse to get excited about life. It helps to break the monotony of our weekly routine and…