People frequently ask my husband—and sometimes they ask me—if I am really as upbeat about my ALS as I appear to be in my posts. When I woke this morning I was asking myself that question too. The answer is yes. My posts express as honestly as I...
When Hate Turns to Love–After the March
I am just back from the Women’s March in Washington DC, glowing, energized, and trying to evaluate why the occasion felt so unprecedented. When I was younger I participated in many demonstrations, some in Boston, some in New Haven, some in...