Being Resilient — Jasmine Ramos

Some seasons of growth don’t ease their way in; they break you open just enough to let the light shine through again. I’m in one of those seasons now, a chapter filled with reflection, honesty, and tenderness I’ve avoided for years. My disability doesn’t define me, but living with…

When I was younger, the idea of me turning 30 felt like a distant dream for me and my family. Living with spinal muscular atrophy (SMA), I was constantly reminded by doctors, statistics, and even the quiet fears of those around me that my future might be shorter, narrower,…

I live with spinal muscular atrophy (SMA), a condition that, in my case, makes it impossible for me to move my body on my own. But that’s not where my story begins — or ends. People often call me strong, but they rarely see the whole picture. They don’t…

Living with spinal muscular atrophy (SMA) means my body doesn’t always warn me before it spirals into crisis. One minute, I’m sleeping peacefully. The next, I jolt up, gasping for air. My ventilator blares, its alarm shrill and relentless. Another mucus plug. Again? Someone will be here soon.

For most of my life, I felt like I had to shrink parts of myself to fit into a world that wasn’t built with me in mind. Living with spinal muscular atrophy (SMA) means navigating not just physical barriers, but also the emotional weight of constantly feeling different. I…

When I close my eyes, I see the world as it should be — a place where accommodation isn’t something to fight for; where people with disabilities don’t have to plan every step, hoping the next doorway isn’t too narrow, the next curb isn’t too high, and the next space…

A few weeks ago, my mother injured her foot, temporarily limiting her mobility. As she struggled to get around, relying on others for assistance, she looked at me and said, “I never realized how hard this is.” That moment stuck with me — not because I was surprised, but because…

Empathy is often described as the ability to imagine yourself in another’s shoes, see the world through their eyes, and feel the weight of their experiences as if they were yours. But empathy is more than just a fleeting sense of understanding. It’s the heartbeat of human connections. It bridges…

Writing is a kind of magic — a spell woven with intention and purpose. It’s more than just a passion; it’s my superpower. I can bridge the gap between myself and the world through words, expressing empathy, kindling hope, and leaving an indelible mark on hearts I may never meet.

Volunteering has given me more joy and meaning than I ever imagined possible. Living with spinal muscular atrophy (SMA) means I can’t move my own body, but that hasn’t stopped me from finding ways to move others. Whether supporting disaster relief efforts or creating meaningful moments for hospice patients,…

As depression and anxiety started to affect my outlook on life, I noticed how these challenges clouded even the simplest moments. Depression’s weight often made it hard to see beyond a day’s struggles, while anxiety wrapped every action and interaction in a shroud of what-ifs and what-nows. Seemingly a…