Wiley’s Walk
Join the journey. Walk the path.
Writing by Kerry Ann Wiley about disability, adaptation, participation, and the difference between access and inclusion.
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A Question of Timing: Disability, Access, and the Measures of Inclusion
Not every student starts the school day at eight o’clock. For some, it isn’t a matter of sleeping through an alarm, but rather the presence of medical conditions that make an early arrival to school genuinely unfeasible. This was true for a…
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What Stays After The Storm
At the edge of the fields, the farmhouse leaned into the wind, as if it had grown tired of resisting. The porch sagged where weight had lingered too long. The boards, weathered and worn by time, had long since ceased to carry…
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The Light Still Turns On
Relationships are like shared apartments—not the spotless, styled ones seen online, but the genuine, lived-in spaces where clutter builds, quirks meet, and comfort emerges through imperfection. These are the spaces where clutter accumulates in corners, where dishes sometimes stay in the sink…
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When Grief Draws Near
When loss appears as a late-night call or a voice in the kitchen that falters, the chest constricts. The body notices before the mind can follow. Grief arrives and reshapes everything it touches. A person may settle into a special chair without…
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Even Kindness Misses
Disconnection often arrives quietly, hidden in familiar routines. Daily rituals continue: the sticky note reminders, gentle good-night texts, quiet dinners at the usual table. On the surface, all seems intact, giving the impression that everything is steady. Yet, beneath the calm, something…
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Just Another Saturday
The call came on a Saturday. It was several hours later than expected, and yet it still felt far too early. I was sitting on the couch, folding laundry. Towels rested in a soft pile beside me, along with faded t-shirts, a…
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The House Didn’t Notice
Loss doesn’t always look like change. Sometimes, it looks like everything staying exactly as it was. It’s a coat still hanging by the door in June. It’s a second coffee cup, rinsed and returned to its place, but never used. It’s a…
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The Way Things Settle
Nothing looks broken on the outside. The coffee’s still made. The laundry still folded. The same drawer opens and closes. And yet—something shifts. Something has ended. “The Things That Came Apart” lives in that in-between space. It is a moment not defined…
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Everything After Red
Certain endings become visible only in hindsight. They tend to favor the back door rather than the spotlight. Often, they begin with a pause that stretches too long, a glance that doesn’t return, or a sentence left unfinished. There is no sharp…
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Steps Forward: Understanding Spastic Diplegia and How Treatment Is Evolving
Spastic diplegia may change how a journey begins, but it doesn’t define where a person can go. If you live with it, or love someone who does, you already know this: spastic diplegia isn’t just about tight legs or awkward steps. It…