The hard part is not pushing through. The hard part is slowing down.

Reflections on the past two years, hopes for the future, and links to my favorite posts!

Sometimes my adventures look like the happy, smiling photos I usually share on here, and sometimes my adventures look like this.

Sometimes it feels like being disabled means being exposed to the world at all times; my body on display for incessant public comment. Sometimes it's unbearable. Sometimes it's just too much.

There are many valid reasons to use mobility aids besides a total loss of function. Here are my reasons.

When the world tells you that once you are no longer able-bodied, your life is not worth living, yet you still find a way to live a beautiful, happy, fulfilling life... How could I not feel proud?

How three visits to a garden showed me how much my outlook on life with disability had changed.

When people see me outdoors, I want them to know: disability does not mean inability. Just like some non-disabled people want to explore the outdoors, some disabled people want to explore the outdoors too!

Never underestimate the power of sharing your story or your message. You never know who needs it, or the impact it could have on them.

Severe illness can be traumatic, both for the person experiencing it, and the person who is forced to watch their loved one suffer.

This account is a love letter to the younger me and anybody else who needs to hear this: It won't always feel like this. It is possible to enjoy the outdoors with disabilities. And every life has value, no matter its challenges.