finding balance

I am Sandra, 61.5 years old, HIV Elite Controller, diagnosed December 1989. Widow, Mother and Grandmother. Active Extended visitor, participating in Clinical Research trials at the National Institute...

As 2015 draws to a close, I can't help but reflect on this year and dream about the upcoming year, 2016. One of my biggest accomplishments in 2015 was a new job. My previous job was well aware of my...

Have you ever just wanted to take a break? Being an advocate, our work can become very overwhelming and lonely and our brains are in overdrive. This year I decided to take a break because I was...

I had given up on being an advocate. I didn't want to travel. I didn't want to speak my truth to strangers. I didn't want to be involved with World AIDS Day 2015 or The National Week of Prayer for the Healing of AIDS. I wanted a normal life with balance.

My first HIV related protest was in Tampa, Florida in the early 1990's. A group of us living with HIV marched down Bayshore Blvd. towards Tampa General Hospital carrying coffins, urns, and the...

A few months ago I tripped on the stairs in my house and hurt my ankle really bad. I am very clumsy and fall a lot. It doesn't help that I have arthritis and falls hurt me more than other teenagers...

What a proud moment when I was selected to be a part of the very deep campaign for Greater than AIDS for women, HIV, Trauma, Domestic violence and Intimate partner violence.

This is going to be a blog of gratitude for my sisters, cisgender and transgender alike. I am humbled by the genuine care and concern that my sisters have shown me in what has quickly proved to be the most traumatic event of my life.

Well where do I start? It is no secret that I have been going through one of the toughest times of my life. I thought I may not be able to go, but how can I cancel when they gave me a partial...

I'm sitting here packed the night before I have to be in D.C. to fulfill my role as a reviewer for a highly respected and reputable organization. I can't help but to feel sometimes alone in my fight...