My second child was born at 29 weeks. Robin was very tiny (2 pounds, 6-1/2 ounces) and almost transparent. Her tiny body had not had time to accumulate any fat. Our greatest fear…
I grew up in Caracas, Venezuela. As a typical person that grows up in the capital of a Latino-American country, I, not only went to College in Caracas, but also lived at my…
I am the mother of a teenaged son with a difference. It is a difference that others can see, though my son was not born with it. More importantly, it is a difference…
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words… We all know this little saying that we cried out to keep the playground bully at bay… but is it true? Will words never…
I’m thrilled to be able to share our story. I’d like to introduce Jordan. She’s seven and is proud to flaunt how she was born just right with one hand. She has a…
Everything I learned about presenting myself positively to the world I learned from my parents. My father, one of the smartest people I know, has always thrived on giving people factual information in…
There are things in life that amaze me, but none of them hold a candle to my children. All three of my boys delight me in their own ways, but for my middle…
I had dated throughout my life and been previously married for 6 years in my late 20’s. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t a “Ladies Man” or a “Player”, just a regular guy…
The prophet Moses once stood up to the powerful Pharaoh, demanding, “Let my people go!” (Exodus 7:16). That’s the part of the story that stands out the most to us. But my focus…
2013… sounds spacey. Like I am somewhat disappointed that I am not like Jane Jetson and can jump in and get my hair changed and all done up with the press of a…
One warm summer afternoon on a family vacation on the east coast my 4 year old daughter picks up a whiffle ball bat and we begin pitching and hitting. She is crushing 40%…
Thank you, Meg, for asking me to write a guest blog. You are a truly inspirational lady, and your support means so much… In the early hours of December 3, 1985, my journey…
It first appeared in middle school, a single, almost unnoticeable grey hair at my hairline, immediately over my right eye. It seemed harmless, almost quirky and cute. In the following decade, a legion…