Adapted Adventurer

When We Forget Love (And How Life Reminds Us) By Mike – Ondaroof I didn’t arrive at these thoughts sitting on a mountain, or in a quiet cabin, or after retiring with a big savings account and a clean bill of health. I arrived here in a wheelchair, with a body that doesn’t always cooperate, after watching my dad decline, after talking with elders on hospice who suddenly see life with crystal clarity — just when they have the least time left to use it. If you’d known me years a

“We Are Standing on Their Shoulders” A Reflection by Mike – aka Ondaroof “The greatest use of a life is to spend it for something that...

For the last few years, I’ve been living in a tunnel—one lined with appointment reminders, medication schedules, and constant reminders...

This week, I’m taking a breather from the heavier reflections to explore something that’s always been a big part of my life: music....

By Mike – The Adapted Adventurer This isn’t a cure story.It’s not even a comeback story.It’s a clarity story. Because for years, I lived...

The Starfish Story A man was walking along a beach after a storm, and the shore was littered with thousands of starfish, washed up and...

3 Gentle Ways to Get Moving When Fatigue Feels Too Big If you're reading this and nodding along—but still thinking, "How do I even...

“The Fix I Refused: How Movement Saved Me from the Fatigue Spiral” By Mike, The Adapted Adventurer "You're not lazy. You're not broken....

“Awake Now: Moving Through Pain, Rising in Love” By Mike, The Adapted Adventurer This week, something shifted in me—and I don’t think...

Living with chronic illness can feel like being stuck in a storm—with wind, rain, and uncertainty hitting from all directions. You focus...

My Commute Never Ends: The Daily Grind of MS By Mike Some days, I get frustrated. Really frustrated. It’s not just the symptoms—it’s what...

Last week, Facebook did that thing it does—bringing back memories you weren’t quite ready for, but somehow needed. It showed me photos...

There are days when I stand at a literal crossroads—my hand resting on the back of a chair, eyes fixed on the hallway ahead—and I ask...

“This too shall pass.” It’s a phrase we’ve all heard, but it carries so much more weight when you’ve lived through enough seasons of life...

I’ve never written to win awards or to be named Writer of the Year. That was never the goal. Writing, for me, started as therapy—an...

Vintage Empathy: A Letter to My Past Self Hey, you. The version of me standing at the edge of a major life change, heart racing, mind...

There are certain moments in life when you realize just how much something was missing—until you get it. For me, that moment came last...

I was just trying to get my leg stretched out—who knew I’d end up feeling like a walking history book? Let me explain. One of the joys...

For most of our lives, we are taught that success means achievement, wealth, status, and stability. Society conditions us to believe that...

In any relationship, the vows of “through sickness and health” are easier said than lived. When chronic illness or disability enters a...