My 11-year-old daughter is my hero. Her name is Maggie, and she’s had juvenile arthritis since she was 2. JA is s different disease than many. You can’t always see it. Sometimes, it stays quiet. But it never goes away. There is no cure. For 9 years, I’ve watched Maggie deal with her disease with grace and beauty and JOY. She never lets it get her down. The other day, she had her 6th eye surgery, because arthritis affects her eyes, too. I worry about her going blind. She doesn’t worry about much. She’s convinced she can overcome it. And that’s why she’s my hero.