My Twenty Years with MS: A Lesson in Perseverance

Matt standing and his image is a ninja and the caption of the image says that Relapsing MS picked the wrong guy to mess with.

On June 10, 2005, I heard the words, “You have MS.” I was twenty-eight years old, numb from the waist down, terrified, and completely unprepared for what came next. I remember the fear most of all. The way it wrapped around everything. I was afraid I’d never walk again, afraid that I’d end up in … Read more

A Turn-of-the-Century Immigration Story

A picture of colonial home on 67 lake street in Weymouth MA.

The nurse handed me a cane. A standard-issue black cane with a soft Styrofoam grip. As soon as it touched my palm, something inside me shifted. The hospital room, the nurse’s voice, the weight of my diagnosis, they all faded. Because I had seen this cane before. Not this exact one, but one just like … Read more