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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…

There’s a distinct stillness in waiting — a breath held between hope and reality. As I’m writing this, my May 13 appointment is approaching, and I find myself suspended in this limbo, where the future teeters between two possibilities.​ Living with Friedreich’s ataxia (FA), where progression often feels…

I was transported to a joyful memory while listening to the radio a few days ago. I’m in the home where I grew up, and it’s sunny and cheerful. My sisters, Lisa and Tricia, and I are dancing around the living room, yelling first “I will get by, I will…

As the lecturer’s voice echoed in the large hall, I sat nestled between friends. This was a lifetime before my 12-year-old daughter Amelia’s diagnosis of Friedreich’s ataxia (FA), and before I was gearing up for a life of service, first as a volunteer and then as a social worker.

May is always a hectic month for my family. With school functions and class parties, youth sports, birthdays, Mother’s Day, and the approach of summer, life moves quickly this time of year. While part of me can hardly believe that the school year is already coming to a close for…

About 11 years ago, I visited Voyager Therapeutics. The company was, and still is, working to develop a gene therapy for my disease, Friedreich’s ataxia (FA). My dad joined me on that visit, and we were overwhelmed by the care, respect, and kind curiosity we were shown. It was…

As I adapt to this new stage of my Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) symptom progression — being 99% dependent on seated mobility aids when I’m away from the comfort and adaptive safety measures I rely on at home — I’ve been given the rare opportunity to reshape my perspective yet…

Taking the good with the bad is a hard lesson to learn, but I’m realizing it’s imperative for approaching a healthy mindset when living with a steadily progressing disability. Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) is a daunting diagnosis to receive. In 2013, when I was diagnosed at the age of…

As you read this, I’ll be on my way home to Massachusetts from a family wedding in Georgia. Right now, I’m getting excited about seeing family I haven’t seen in a while. Because I have Friedreich’s ataxia, I use a wheelchair and have a service dog. I hate the…

It’s been a wild and busy season for my family. Springtime in my household is usually eventful because it’s filled with things that we all enjoy, and most days, I wouldn’t have it any other way. From January through May, our calendar is typically chock-full of youth sports such as…

I sometimes feel afraid to open Facebook. I’m curious about how my friends are doing and what they’re up to, so I log in. Beyond many happy updates, however, I also see that some people in my Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) community are not doing well or have passed away.