While in a mall or some kind of store, I have often seen, out of the corner of my eye, a young child staring at me in my wheelchair. Sometimes, … Continue Reading What’s Wrong with Her?
I feel very brave posting this. Three and a half years of blogging here and I have been careful not to show pictures of myself straight on. In fact, you’ll … Continue Reading Brave
A few words about joy. Well, okay, more than a few… I used to think that Catholicism was very dour, celebrating solemnities (solemn celebrations?) bemoaning sin and life in this … Continue Reading Joyful
Between the 8th and 12th week after your life began, you had your own unique set of fingerprints! Yet another way to identify you as YOU. Of course, God doesn’t need any … Continue Reading Human In Utero – No Matter What
How intimate are you with your landscape? Finding the difference between pretty and beautiful when I took a surprising second look at one of my favorite works of art. Featuring works by Benson and Wyeth.
God loves what God creates – every person is beautiful in the eyes of God, both body and soul. What if we saw each other the way God sees us?
Picture it: An elderly couple sit in a restaurant with a third person at their table. This person appears to be their adult daughter, but she is disabled, needing a wheelchair … Continue Reading A Prayer before the Feeding
Last night, I was sick. Pain, throwing up… miserable. I won’t go into the details. What I will say is that being sick is even more difficult when you … Continue Reading Heroic Dads
My mother and father are not only good parents, they are excellent parents because they have been greatly tried and are continuing to be tried. Having a severely disabled and … Continue Reading My Mother
Living without the use of my arms is… well, odd. Because of my genetic muscle-wasting disease, there are things that I just can’t do anymore. So many doors closed. This … Continue Reading Making the Sign of the Cross
Because of my physical disability and suffering, some have strongly suggested to me that God loves me more than other people. Yeah, I don’t think so. I’m a sinner just … Continue Reading Who God Loves More
Tomorrow, my father is undergoing cardiac catheterization. He’s almost 69 and this procedure is fairly routine, but… This is one of those moments that gives us pause as human beings. … Continue Reading Pauses
Hope for a Cure Another Labor Day has come and gone and with it, for me, vague feelings of nostalgia, anxious excitement, dread, and a kind of contempt for hopeful … Continue Reading Hope, Part 1: The Four-Letter Word
Who amongst us isn’t wounded? Who amongst us isn’t crippled in some way? Who amongst us doesn’t bear the scars of past hurt or the pain of present heartache? To be … Continue Reading The Heavy-Laden One
With Mother’s Day coming, I decided to share this letter that I wrote to my mother nine years ago. For those of you who don’t know me, it’s good to remember, … Continue Reading For My Mother
They say that idle hands are the devil’s workshop. So true. What to do with those spare minutes between the time when I’m finished my work on my computer and … Continue Reading The First Psalm and – Say What?