My Brother, Anand

As the video pans out, pain sears through my body as I watch him “walk.” Feeling somewhat queasy, I cannot take my eyes off from this young man living in Kolhapur, India as he carefully crosses the colorful and well-kept room with his thin CMT legs and horribly twisted feet. Each cautiously placed step reveals […]

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My Name is Not Grace

Dedicated to all my friends who have a love/hate relationship with shoes. “I love those shoes….OMG – they are sooooo cute!” enthusiastically commented an unknown, young, attractive, athletically built woman.  I looked around, certain that she was addressing someone behind me or outside my range of vision.  Mouth hanging open, I stood stunned, realizing she […]

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Crotches and Belt Buckles: Cocktail Party Blues

The pizza had just arrived.  Before I could take my first bite, the subject of my husband’s company cocktail party surfaces. “Thanks, but no thanks. I don’t want to go,” I say with steadfast determination.  “I’ve already made sure that chairs will be available,” he counters, attempting to make the event seem easy, cozy, attractive even. […]

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