One of the things I wanted to work on in 2016 is my lack of self-control and remaining calm in frustrating situations. Anyone that knows me well, knows that I can get angry and demanding when things don’t go my way. I think it’s a side effect of using a wheelchair my whole life and…
I am a frequent flyer. I have chosen Delta and their SkyTeam members as my airline of choice, flying over 75,000 miles a year with them (internationally and domestically). I also use a wheelchair due to a genetic skeletal disorder. I’ve been dealing with my condition for over 30 years and know my limitations and…
Think about the one thing you hate about yourself. The one thing in your life that you try to hide from everyone, afraid of what they might say, or think. We all have something. A scar from that bad fall when you were a kid, or the mole on the side of your face. Whatever…
Almost precisely 31 years ago to the day, my mom gave birth to me. She was 28 years old. I was her first-born child. She told me one time that she was the perfect pregnant mother, that she did everything right. She didn’t drink, smoke, eat poorly. Nothing. She might have had an iced tea…
There were so many reasons why I was the most excited to see Tunisia on this trip. It was the first predominately Muslim country I had visited, it was the first country in Africa, and it was the most culturally different from anywhere I had visited. When we got off of our ship, we boarded…
We woke up before the sun on the day we were arriving at Malta. We had been told that if we were on the ship’s balcony at sunrise, there was a good chance we would see dolphins jumping out of the Mediterranean Sea. So we all woke early and bundled up in sweatshirts and sweatpants.…
A few weeks before we left for our cruise, Costa Concordia had sunk off the coast of Italy. Everyone that knew me was constantly asking, “You’re not going on the cruise anymore, are you?” “Did you get your money back for your cruise, since I’m sure you’re not going?” So once we boarded our cruise…
What kind of baggage does she have? We’ve all asked this question, mostly when dating. But it’s true in most aspects of our life. We all have baggage – some good, some bad. Our baggage is our history and it’s what makes us who we are. My history when it comes to literal baggage is…
A wise lover of mine once told me, “We all have a demon inside of us, something we’re trying to escape from.” For some of us it’s a nasty divorce or the constant struggle of weight management. For others it’s the lingering memories of a painful childhood or an ongoing illness. Regardless of what it…
I woke up to the screeching of an alarm and Julie jumping on my bed. “It’s your birthday! It’s your birthday!” I rolled over in my small twin bed and pulled the blankets over my head. “Don’t remind me…” I mumbled as I tried to ignore the fact that I was turning 30. She continued…
