Articles by Amy Shinneman

Some moments in life take your breath away. Beautiful, special moments in time that are worth more than any sum of money. Last week, I was fortunate enough to experience…

I shouldn’t be surprised, but I am. It is happening in real time. To me, to us. My husband sees it too. I can tell it breaks his heart, but…

In a meeting I was in recently, when discussing advocating for the disabled community, I explained to the group that what disabled people are looking for regarding accessibility is a…

A big dream of mine is to do a solo trip. Not because I do not enjoy the company of my family and friends, but I think it would be…

Recently, I was invited to be a part of something new. Something close to my heart. I live with a type of muscular dystrophy called Bethlem Myopathy. Bethlem Myopathy is…

I long to know you, to get comfortable with who you are, but you are ever changing, escaping from me just as I start to sync with you. Most of…

Parenting is interesting. In many ways it feels like I blinked, and my kids were grown. Certainly, it can feel that way. It all goes so fast. Living in it,…

Having a senior in high school means often living in the “lasts” moments. The last first day of school, to the last run around the home track, and everything in…

If there is anything that living with a disability has taught me, it is that we are all far more capable of what we allow ourselves to imagine. At times,…