When my son entered the school system, I had to fight for his rights to be mainstreamed due to his disability. My local county school district had a Pre-K program for four year olds. This classroom included a teacher and a paraprofessional and 20 children. He was...

On February 25, 1991 I was at my son's first birthday party and he still was not walking on his own. I can remember him trying to take a few steps, but his legs would buckle from beneath him and his head would smack the ground. I would try to catch him, but the...

As you can see in my logo, it's shows a likeness of my son and I.  This sums my life up in a nutshell. I am a single mother of a son who happens to have a form of Muscular Dystrophy called Spinal Muscular Atrophy and uses an electric wheelchair. His whole life I have...