I recently met with an administrator at my children’s school to discuss their experiences, their current grades, and how we can set them up for success in the next school year. As we discussed their dyslexia and its effect on their academic abilities, we also spoke about the unexpected gifts…

For a long time, I thought the moment I’d start using a wheelchair would be my choice. It wouldn’t be an easy one, of course, but it would still be my decision. Living with Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) often feels like a series of choices: Cane or no cane?…

Since making the transition last year to primarily using a wheelchair, I am often asked why. Over the years, I’ve developed three types of “elevator pitches” to answer questions about my health and dependence on mobility aids. My answers vary depending in part on how much time I have, who’s…

This morning, I did my usual thing. I woke up, stayed in bed, took one pill, waited half an hour, and then took three more pills. During that half-hour, I meditated and caught up on the news on my phone. This routine helps me remember to take my pills. If…

Even with the windows closed, I could hear the loud rattle of my husband’s old car as he pulled into the driveway. It signaled that the time had finally come for a dreaded task we’d been putting off for a while: car shopping. While some people find the prospect of…

I am sure that we have all been around that person who seems to always have it all together — beautiful with hair and makeup done, effortlessly trendy clothes, happy kids sent to school with lunch boxes filled with perfectly well-balanced meals, volunteers for everything, gets praised for being awesome,…

I’ve heard the term “wheelchair-bound” in the media a lot lately. I hate those words. I use a wheelchair because of the symptoms of the disease I have, Friedreich’s ataxia (FA). These symptoms — muscle weakness and neurological problems — mean that at this point in my FA…

Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) affects my abilities, mood, energy levels, major musculoskeletal functions, and choices. It determines my days in ways far beyond what a 23-year-old newly diagnosed me could imagine. It is a lot to process. But, like most things, I get kind of “used to” it. New adaptations can…

Nobody likes getting sick. I’ve been battling a stubborn flu virus for a few weeks now. It’s likely the same one my husband, Dave, had for just four days. Not fair, I joke with Dave. Not only am I dealing with this bug for much longer than he did, but…

Last in a series. Read part one. In the 10 days since my nose-fracturing accident and the three days since my reconstruction surgery, I’ve had a lot of time to reflect. As I mentioned last week, this isn’t the first time I’ve required surgery after falling due to the…

A race has ended, and this time, I lost. I want to be honest, even though honesty feels especially heavy right now. I’d hoped to win this race. I really did. I’m deeply disappointed — not the explosive kind that demands attention, but the kind that settles in like fog,…

Last Monday night, as my husband, Dave, left for a weekly meeting, I tearfully wished him well. He looked at me, baffled. The cause of my tears? I had decided to watch the newly released “Matter of Time” documentary on Netflix, which features Pearl Jam frontman Eddie Vedder and…

First in a series. When I broke, fractured, and dislocated my ankle in 2018, I earnestly prayed that it would be my first and only surgery resulting from a fall due to poor balance and coordination — symptoms of my Friedreich’s ataxia (FA). I hoped those two reconstructive plates…

Frustration is found around every corner in my life with Friedreich’s ataxia (FA). I get frustrated about many things, macro and micro. This can range from the inaccessibility of public spaces (macro) to struggling to find the armhole in my hoodie when I get dressed in the morning (micro).

Winter is hard on me. The snows of January were incredibly beautiful, but the gray skies have left me feeling worn down and tired. The winter and cold weather are also hard on Amelia, our 13-year-old daughter with Friedreich’s ataxia (FA), and she does require an extra level of…

My high school emo self would feel deeply recognized in this column. I’ve always resonated with the eeriness of the 2001 film “Donnie Darko”; it’s a darkness that isn’t loud or theatrical, but rather solemn and quiet. It’s the kind that settles into your thoughts and asks questions without offering…

In December 2025, my husband, Kyle, and I traveled to the Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia to see neurologist David Lynch. It was the first time I had traveled for Friedreich’s ataxia (FA) care since transitioning to predominantly using a wheelchair. Therefore, much of the discussion centered on this transition.

My mom died almost 10 years ago. Her birthday is tomorrow, Jan. 27, the same day that Holocaust Memorial Day is observed, and I always think of her on it. She passed on many strengths, including her loyalty to those she loved. She always spoke of my grandfather with reverence,…