Category Archives: Motivation

It’s just a cold, right?

It’s 40 degrees and raining on Monday. Then you wake up to sunshine and a crisp 18 degrees on Tuesday … just in time for 32 degrees and six inches of snow by the weekend. No wonder sniffles, sneezes and tissues take over our lives throughout the winter months. We’ve all been there, right? But…Continue Reading

Realize your awesomeness in 2017

Happy New Year! Um, yes true, it was new a few weeks ago, but nevertheless, all the best to you in 2017! May this year bring you happiness, joy and good health. These good wishes remind me of a New Year conversation Dan and I recently had. We were discussing our resolutions and he asked,…Continue Reading

But I want to play too

Throughout the summers, Dan makes the most of a gift I got him when he received his master’s degree from Central Michigan University: An officially licensed CMU cornhole game, complete with maroon and gold bean bags.  Friends and family come over to cook out, hang out and chill out, and inevitably they find themselves lining…Continue Reading

Weighing in on MS and obesity research

By now you may have read a news article or two focused on the relationship between obesity and Multiple Sclerosis. Articles with ominous headlines like: “New Study Provides More Evidence That Obesity Increases Risk for Developing MS” “Obesity Epidemic May Contribute To Multiple Sclerosis; Increases Risk By 40%.” Articles like these show the growing body…Continue Reading

Discovering power in MS advocacy

Multiple Sclerosis possesses weapons that should make Dan and me feel powerless. Striking us with extreme fatigue. Weakening our limbs with constant numbness. Robbing me of my ability to walk. Powerless. But that’s not how we’ve rolled, both literally and figuratively, in our 10 years of marriage. Dan and I have lived to redefine what…Continue Reading

MS lessons learned on unwanted anniversary

When a child turns 18, that child is an adult, right? On his or her own. That’s the deal. Independence at eighteen. November 14, 2015, marked my 18 years. Time for my freedom. That’s how it’s supposed to be. Only one small thing: Freedom is not on my horizon. Even though I’m fully willing to…Continue Reading