I've been a bit quiet on this blog lately, but for good reason. I am officially launching my own business! I'm pleased to introduce you...

I'm back in New York City for three months so, of course, I'm "catching up" on doctor's appointments and prescription refills. After an...

I've been a bit slower than usual with my posts the last two months, in large part due to the challenges of traveling and visiting family...

I've been thinking about the idea of "a career" a lot lately. I spent 20 years working for nonprofit organizations, mostly in fundraising...

As I've shared on this blog and elsewhere, I've lived with chronic illness for 20 years. All of those years I've lived in the United...

Two weeks ago, on a Tuesday morning, I woke up, popped out of bed, and eagerly began preparing to leave at 9am for a long-awaited...

This week I read an essay by William Dameron, The Joy of Living—and Writing—the Truth, that made me feel more hopeful than I have since...

Finding Myself? Sorry, That's Already Handled Up until the last year, I'd never given much thought to "finding myself." By the time I...

This past week, I trekked from Melilli to Milazzo to take my Italian B1 language exam. Passing the exam is a requirement for citizenship...

Today is a big day for me. One I hadn't imagined even a year ago. Today, The Mighty published my very first essay about living with...

For the first time in maybe 15 years, I have a significant chunk of time away from "work-work." (Work-work meaning the work one does to...

Being Bold Before I Was Sick When I was 18, three years before I had my first migraine, I got on a plane to Madrid, Spain, to work as an...

As hard as it was to accept the reality of living with chronic illness -- and identifying as a person with a disability -- it's also been...

I've been sick for 18 years. There. I've admitted it to myself and to anyone who happens to read this blog post. About 18 years ago, give...