Articles by Amy Shinneman

Power of a picture

I was visiting with my mom recently and we were looking through old photo albums. I mentioned that I was going to be writing my column later in the day…

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Fight for it

I have been fighting to keep my independence most of my life. Always, waiting in the shadows, is the enemy, threatening to take my physical independences away. Even at an…


On the run

Many of you may know that my husband and I run marathons together. For those who are not familiar, my husband pushes me in a duo bike, also known as…


A healing encounter

As a freelance writer for Hamilton County Tourism, I have different assignments throughout the year where I go and review accessibility at various places around the county. Last weekend, I…


I survived

I have officially joined the empty nester club. In most ways, leaving my youngest son at college was just as painful as I had envisioned it to be, but there…


Dear Disabled Motherhood

Dear Disabled Motherhood, As a child, I never dreamed being a mother could be my reality. As I got older, I boldly proclaimed I did not want kids every chance…


Uncertainty

Most of my life, I lived with a huge cloud of uncertainty hanging over me. Living with a disease that is nameless is a very heavy weight to carry. Not…


Navigating reality

Last week my son and I set out on a quest to shop for all the dorm necessities for his upcoming move into his new home. I had done this…


Stillness

Summer is always such a beautiful but busy time. Much more seems to be expected out of life when the temperatures are warm and there is much to do. I…


Nameless

Some of the kindest memories I have are of acts of kindness from those who I do not even know their name. I also cannot remember what they looked like,…