It was the middle of 1983. I looked into the black clouds filling the sky, ready to pour down on my friend and me. Suddenly, an albatross soared above us. Seeing this bird gripped my thoughts and feelings. How was…
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Reflections of My Heart: Absent Heartbeat
This poem speaks for itself. However, this relationship with this man was based on spoken untruths from the beginning. Call it sweet talk, if you want—misleading words to make someone believe something, when really he was minimizing me, a person…
Reflections of My Heart: Berries
I wrote this poem during my college years, while taking a walk with a man who tutored me. It was like a brother/sister relationship. Little by little, I trusted him more and more. He was brilliant and somehow knew exactly…
Reflections of My Heart: Barren Branches
I wrote this poem sometime between 1983 and 1985. I had taken a walk on a cloudy afternoon. It was one of those liminal days when the moon hangs in the sky like a reminder of the mysteries of life.…
Reflections of My Heart: Asylum
Years ago, I met a man. We were perfect, or so I thought, but then he ghosted on me. Disappeared from my life. What went wrong? Was it because of my disabilities? I will never know. Has this happened to…
News Flash: Hear Me Speak on the Post-Polio Syndrome Advocacy Group TOMORROW!
Ken Masson, the founder of the Post-Polio Advocacy Group in Rotary International, asked me to interview about my life story. Issues such as growing up with disabilities and then being labeled as borderline mentally retarded as an adult, and making…
Reflections of My Heart: Preface and a Poem
I am proud to announce that my poetry collection, Reflections of My Heart, has been published on Amazon. You can get it here. PREFACE These poems are a collection of my thoughts and feelings. In them, I share some ideas…
Thanksgiving and the Passage of Time Where Family and Community Meet
In this blog post, I will take you on a vivid journey to a time past. It’s about one of our most important holidays where everyone gathers together to celebrate. It’s about the warmth of family and community. This story…
The Healing Horse: Acknowledgements
Today, the roads through life are much more open than when I grew up. But that does not mean living with disabilities is easy. Barriers remain. Prejudices remain. Please stand with me and stay with me. I promise you a…
The Healing Horse: Afterword
This is a short letter to you, dear reader. I hope it inspires you to pursue your dreams and make them come true. Stay tuned for next week, when I thank some of the real life people who played the…