“What are you doing out?” The stranger in the elevator turned to me, an expression of oblivious concern written plainly across her face. “I’m going...

If there’s one thing I know about, it’s being isolated. Life as a disabled person is unconventional. Because I can’t drive or take care of...

Now that I’ve settled down a little bit, I can post about the game. Last Sunday, Nov. 12th, I went to an NFL game with...