Jo’s Blog

Last year, we got a call from the Chief Minister’s office, informing us that on the occasion of his birthday, the CM wished to donate wheelchairs to our children. Since these events are usually just glorified disabled photo-ops, we were [...]

Everything reminds me of Moy Moy these days and the separation her death has imposed in our lives. So when W S Merwin died on March 15, I remembered his poem: Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I [...]

“Looking forward to your response.”  How many times have you ended an important – even urgent – letter with this phrase?  You’ve written to a potential donor or you are trying to set up a meeting with a busy [...]

Children remember magic moments from their childhoods without necessarily remembering the circumstances that created them. Events, secrets and experiences live on mysteriously and half-understood in their memories, often forever – without [...]

When our daughter died in India, I was in America. When our daughter died. It’s been six months and I still can’t quite believe it. I still haven’t fully grasped what has happened to us. I am still tiptoeing through my life, [...]

I started dreaming about a club years ago. Disabled kids have limited social and recreational opportunities in India.  Adults have nothing. Literally. I did a survey among colleagues all over the country and couldn’t find a single example [...]

Like many things in India, crossing the street requires more courage and determination than one expects to have to come up with for such an everyday event. Street-crossing styles range from the terrified to the brazen, from conciliatory to [...]