Why I wrote Beyond the Divide (coming soon). I don't remember the drive home. I remember sitting in the eye doctor's office for what I thought would be a routine eye exam. I remember the doctor explaining that my son had Usher syndrome—the leading genetic cause of deafblindness. I remember hearing the words. I remember nodding. And then... nothing. To this day, I honestly don't remember how I got home. I don't remember whether I cried in the car. I don't remember what I said to my husband. I...

I didn't set out to write this book. In many ways, it feels like the book wrote itself. The words came faster than I could type them. The stories found their way onto the page with a clarity and urgency that surprised me. It felt less like creating something new and more like uncovering something that had been waiting to be said. And maybe that's because of the moment we're living in. As I watched the dismantling of the U.S. Department of Education unfold, and as I listened to conversations...

Twenty-seven years ago, I imagined motherhood would look a certain way. I imagined school pictures and soccer games. Parent-teacher conferences and graduations. I imagined cheering from the sidelines and helping with homework. I imagined a path that felt familiar because it was the one I had seen so many families travel before me. What I didn't know then was that motherhood would ask me to become someone I never expected to be. An advocate. A researcher. A teacher. A translator between...