Mis-Abling and The Disability Closet
This year, when I sat down and thought about what I’m really, enduringly thankful for, I noticed a pattern. On top of the more universal things – my family, my friends, and above all, my cat Cedric (name changed to protect purr-vacy) – there were some items on the list that are probably not all that common at all. It made me think of a different kind of closet, one that I’m... »









