I am joining the disability march for my boys and because for over 17 years of 41 years I have been suffering from an invisible incurable disease, Crohn’s. I want there to be more awareness for all of those who suffer in silence from invisible disease. And awareness to the caregivers like my husband who do so much for us who are sick 24/7. My husband is my life saver and I march for him. I am also a mother of a 7 year old only son and miracle, daughter to a mother with Crohn’s as well, sister, and friend. I have family and loved ones and I want to be around for a long time for them, me, and most importantly my son. I am concerned with the utter lack of awareness and compassion in the government when it comes to incurable chronic diseases. We are not our disease. I am not my disease. We are humans first. I march for my son’s future and that I can be a part of it. I march for all those who don’t have the means to advocate for themselves. Sickness is the one demon that has no judgement. It will attack, strike, destroy, rip apart, and trample everything in its path unless we stop it. We need to make sure that those who are sick receive the best care. The same care as the Congress. As the President himself. We all deserve good health that we can afford. In the 21st century we shouldn’t die because we can’t afford treatment.