Dyspraxia Stories: Losing My Suitcase

I’ve often left my house wondering if I had my keys, if I locked the door and if I brushed my teeth. I usually find my keys in my pocket, taste the mint in the mouth then pray I locked…

Discovering Dyspraxia – A piece on self-identity

It is date night for me and my husband. This time it’s his turn to choose, and he picks laser tag. I am apprehensive, as I have limited experience with the game and this is the first time I’ll be…

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