by Ricky | Jul 27, 2015 | This is My Life
In my eyes, there was always a glimmer of hope that took me away from Duchenne muscular dystrophy. I remember in first grade when the symptoms began to manifest, my weak legs had a great effect on me. I had much difficulty returning to my feet after sitting on the...
by Ricky | Jun 29, 2015 | This is My Life
This was me in kindergarten, dressed in my tiny school uniform. I didn’t know at the time, but I was already standing my ground, waiting for the obstacles ahead… unafraid. Aunt Clara used to love correcting my homework. It always ended in an argument when I yelled...
by Ricky | Jun 18, 2015 | This is My Life
“Why me?” It’s a question that I’ve asked myself since a very young age, while my physical weakness continued its progression. I never cared much about the technicalities of my diagnosis because it was simply something I had to fight through. I thought if I kept...
by Ricky | May 30, 2015 | This is My Life
Ever since I came into the world, I had a fascination towards the female gender. Mother said that as a baby, I smiled at all the pretty nurses whenever they gave my shots. It scared their skirts off! I never believed in cooties as I saw something in girls that I...
by Ricky | May 17, 2015 | This is My Life
While Mom had me inside her tummy, Grandma was already on the verge of losing her speech. Though mother constantly looked for food items to help regain her ever growing raspy voice, it was to a point where she could hardly be understood. Our family suspected it had...
by Ricky | May 1, 2015 | This is My Life
What is hope? I learned it at a very young age from my loving family, no doubt. Prior to becoming a motorized madman, I started off as a running madman. Grandma used to chase my little butt around the house just to feed another bite, but fortunately, my family never...
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