As the snow melts and the first flowers bloom, I welcome spring as a season of renewal. For me, spring cleaning isn’t just about scrubbing floors and reorganizing closets; it’s about decluttering my mind, refreshing my body, and realigning my spirit. Living with Huntington’s disease means that every season…
Two weeks before Valentine’s Day, my wife, Jill, approached me with an unexpected request: “Let’s go away for Presidents Day weekend.” When I hesitated, citing work deadlines, her expression changed. “I’m feeling bad juju about being home,” she admitted quietly, a statement that immediately concerned me given her ongoing battle…
Tomorrow, Feb. 28, I’ll celebrate a milestone that once seemed impossible: my 50th birthday. This date is deeply meaningful and significant for me. Just a day away from a leap day, it has always been a reminder to me of life’s unpredictability. But there’s another, even deeper correlation: Feb. 28…
I recently learned something valuable: Not every item we buy is made to accommodate people with disabilities. This realization came with a mix of frustration and enlightenment, sparked by something as mundane — and essential — as a computer screen. My epiphany started when my wife‘s laptop broke, the…
Valentine’s Day is often associated with love, chocolates, and grand romantic gestures. But for me, this year, it became something much more profound — an unforgettable day of relief, gratitude, and the reaffirmation of hope. It was the day my nephew DeMarco Duhaney learned he was free from Huntington’s…
As we approach Rare Disease Day on Feb. 28, I find myself reflecting on the journey of my wife, Jill, with Huntington’s disease (HD) and the struggles that families affected by genetic conditions face. One issue I’m focused on is a critical gap in healthcare policy that continues to…
The Huntington’s disease (HD) community is a family bound together by shared experiences, mutual understanding, and unbreakable ties of support. Within this family, certain individuals shine in ways that leave an indelible mark on our hearts. My dear friend Roy Nierenberg was one of those bright lights — an…
For Valentine’s Day each year, I write my wife, Jill, something romantic. It’s my way of expressing the depth of my love for her as she battles Huntington’s disease, an inherited neurodegenerative terminal illness. Each of the columns, which often are in the form of a play, has been…
For as long as I can remember, the Lunar New Year has held a special place in my heart. Every year since 2008, I’ve made it a tradition to celebrate the occasion with a meal at one of the most authentic Chinese restaurants in my town. This year was no…
When I met my wife, Jill, I had a different view of healthcare than I do now. Since she learned she was gene positive with Huntington’s disease in 2018, I’ve been forced to look at healthcare through Jill’s eyes. We’ve gone to countless doctor appointments together, where I’ve witnessed…
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