Emily Richey is a graduate of Pace University NYC. She has written and edited for multiple online platforms, including Love What Matters. She spends her free time petting stray cats.
Emily Richey is a graduate of Pace University NYC. She has written and edited for multiple online platforms, including Love What Matters. She spends her free time petting stray cats.
“Boys dared their friends to ask me out as a joke. Who would actually want to date the disabled girl? There was a voice in my head screaming I was a burden.”
“Living undiagnosed is a never-ending spiral of suffering, heartbreak, and hurt.”
“This little girl couldn’t be more than 20 pounds. She was sickly skinny and nonverbal. How could she be 6 years old? What had she been through? She smiled, her tiny teeth caked with thick plaque. I marveled.”
“What if we’re biting off more than we can chew? What if my children resent us for it later? Holding our breath, we wait.”
“That last night, I said my goodbyes to him for what felt like the tenth time and prayed endlessly for his suffering to be put to rest.”
“They were both crying when we walked in. I knew in that moment, I’d spend the rest of my days championing the courageous story of this woman.”
“With the grace I was given to retain my life and 72% of my mobility, it was time to dive into something my heart yearned to do for years.”
“I had so much extra love in my heart. As I picked her up, I just knew. My life would never be the same.”
“I could no longer push my daughter in her stroller. ‘Let’s drive the two blocks to the park.’ I was falling apart. I couldn’t imagine life without legs that didn’t work.”
“He was so yellow he looked like an old-school baby doll. He was labeled ‘Failure to Thrive.’ Those three words were a punch in the gut. I felt like I failed my newborn.”