‘Graves Are for the Living’
On Memorial Day, my mom, the kids, and I visited Lakeside Cemetery in Hancock, Michigan. My mom and…
Articles by Kristin Neva
Let’s Just Call It Love
A few years before my husband, Todd, was diagnosed with ALS, he baked a cake for a church fundraiser with…
An Unexpected Delivery Full of Love
As I waited for the postmaster to bring my package to the counter, I tried to think of what I…
Stories Connect Us in ALS Awareness Month
For a couple years after my husband Todd’s ALS diagnosis, I sought companionship in books written by people with ALS…
Loving What’s Left
With my gym closed, I’ve been getting my daily exercise by cross-country skiing. A calm happiness washes over me at…
My Junk Drawer Sparks Memories of Better Days
Since my husband has ALS and is paralyzed, his life is much the same under COVID-19 stay-at-home orders. Todd still…
‘How Are You?’ Can Be a Weighty Question
When someone asks how I am in passing, I know the script: “I’m fine. How are you?” Sure, the question…
The Little Things Can Mean So Much
The other morning, I woke up to find a note on my husband’s wheelchair cushion: “Buttercup, please cook the sausage.
We’ve Adapted Before, and We’ll Adapt Again
Since my husband was diagnosed with ALS a decade ago, we’ve adapted to this difficult life in ways I never…
7 Ways Life with ALS Is Similar to Life During a Pandemic
When someone asked my husband how he is doing in light of COVID-19, Todd replied, “Our life isn’t that much…