The Journey of Beautiful Destinations — Richard E. Poulin III

As we prepared for the arrival of our daughter, Rylae-Ann, we expected some cute baby drooling. We were even excited about donning the burpee cloth as a sign of parenthood. However, her drool came flowing beyond what we ever…

As my friends and I sat in the shade under two large cabanas, members of the hotel staff brought us cool drinks and delicious Texas barbecue. Although it was hot, a cool breeze continuously flowed, and we took periodic…

Twelve plane trips, five states, and several adventures later, I feel blessed our family had a marvelous month-long summer vacation. However, as the vacation comes to a close, I am reminded that although our daughter, Rylae-Ann, received…

Another hospital visit and another test. Searching for answers for the condition of our daughter, Rylae-Ann, meant constant hospital admissions. Between testing and treating complications of this mystery disease, the hospital staff knew us by name. These trips involved…

As the sun crept higher into the beautiful morning sky, we decided to eat breakfast at a nearby park. The short walk would delay our normal breakfast time, but it seemed like a wonderful idea. But as we sat…

Airports are notorious for their challenging security and health requirements. Parents of children with special needs may find the thought of airline travel too daunting to even try it. However, we’ve done it three times on international trips with…

Beneath my daughter’s skin, I know there are muscles, and deeper still is the desire to move. I know it’s there, but despite my willing her to move, she can only stare back. Sometimes I cannot meet her eyes,…

Father’s Day has just passed in the United States, and I appreciate all the wishes and wonderful comments I receive each year. However, this year, I’ve been thinking about the power of grandmas — the family members who have…

Imagine that arms reach into your warm and dark shelter of solitude and thrust you into blinding lights and chaos. Cool air surrounds you and tickles your skin. As your eyes try to adjust, strange music combined with screaming…

One hour of physical therapy cost us $150. Therapy rooms were filled with swings, mats, blocks, and an array of colorful objects. There’s no space in our house to set up our own, and we would probably break the…

Chimes and notifications began to appear on my phone on the morning of May 20. Messages and questions in my inboxes soon followed. Everyone was excited that the previous day, the Committee for Medicinal Products for Human Use (CHMP),…

Our genetics are not written in stone. Who we are and who we will become is not a predetermined story coded in the proteins of our DNA. This may seem like a rewriting of the old nature versus nurture…