Clik here to view.
The Upside of The Anxieties
I will admit anxieties and insecurities are mostly bad. They are not good character traits, they are not helpful, they do not make my day better and yet, the reality it, they live in me and they move...
View ArticleClik here to view.
One Simple and Unstoppable Mile
It started a few weeks ago. It was simple and yet as soon as I heard it for myself, I will tell you, it felt every bit of impossible. That was when my spectrum kiddo’s P.E. teacher informed me that...
View ArticleClik here to view.
Embracing The Nasty Booger
I honestly don’t remember anyone saying life would be easy. Nope, no one did. Not once. Then again, as I recall, no one ever threw up a yellow flag that cautioned we would each find moments in our...
View ArticleClik here to view.
Slaying The Monster In The Classroom: Cameras in classrooms? YES. PLEASE.
This is something I need to write. I don’t want to write it. In fact, I don’t even want to know it. It’s one of those hard to write kind of things because no one wants to believe it goes on and I...
View ArticleClik here to view.
MJB: Indeed, Good To The Last Drop
Third grade was a very good year. I can still remember her project to this day…which is odd since I can’t remember my own at all. The “her” I am referring to is one of my earliest childhood...
View ArticleClik here to view.
The Different Faces of Autism
One day I think the “experts” are going to decide that the spectrum, being as broad as it is, may have been a little too vague. I think one day, years and maybe decades from now, they will better...
View ArticleClik here to view.
The Iridescence of Autism vs The Vanilla People
In life, let’s first get this out in the open and admit, there are vanilla people. Those people who really love vanilla. Plain vanilla. No toppings, no swirls, no syrups or hot fudge, no nuts, and,...
View ArticleClik here to view.
The Pirates of Autism
Once upon a time I was not a pirate. Once upon a time I colored inside the lines. Once upon a time autism changed everything. Once upon a time I might have been more apt to follow others and be the...
View ArticleClik here to view.
Being John Goodman
As so often happens in my house, sleepovers are never really just one night. The last minute sleepover my youngest son threw together was slowly turning into an almost “all-weekend over”. It morphed...
View ArticleClik here to view.
Some of you.
I’ll tell you right now, this one has not been easy to write. Hemingway, with whom I have a love/hate relationship, suggests writing drunk and editing sober and it’s gotten bad enough that I’ve...
View Article
