halloween through the years

halloween through the years

As I’ve said in Halloween posts of years past, All Hallows Eve is the highest of holidays chez Brooke. It is the one day of the year for which we spend the other three hundred and sixty-four preparing. It is the one day that my girl’s all-time favorite activities are socially acceptable. It is the … Continue reading

a party in pictures

a party in pictures

A month or so ago, I posted the following on Dairy’s Facebook page. I used to be the mom who went absolutely apesh-t for Halloween. Well, every holiday really, but Halloween has always been something of a high holy day around here. (Not the literal kind and that is in no way meant to be … Continue reading

to be seen

{Image is a photo of me, Luau and Katie with my Grandmother at her 85th birthday party, December, 2004.} . Her words have haunted me for days. It wasn’t the nightmare so much, as terrifying as it must have been, as what it represented. He tried to kidnap me. Those were the first words that … Continue reading

don’t let the red shirt fool you

don’t let the red shirt fool you

Last night, I posted the following on Diary’s Facebook page. A little over a year ago, my dad sent us a beautiful set of brand new dishes as a (very) early Christmas present. I was thrilled, as I’d been dying to replace the ones we had. Brooke was not as enthusiastic. In fact, she would … Continue reading

from you

from you

I posted the following photo on Diary’s Facebook page yesterday. . Katie and my beautiful grandmother, her Oomah. {image is a photo of Katie sitting with my grandma while she naps by the windows. One of Katie’s hands is on Oomah’s shoulder while she holds her hand with the other. Gentle, abiding love fills the … Continue reading

room to heal

room to heal

  I was asked to write something for the I Am Not Kelli Stapleton flash blog. The purpose of the flash blog is to stand together in support of the premise that disabled lives matter. And so I wrote. I cried as I typed. I hated what I’d written. I began again. And then yet … Continue reading

MAC

MAC

{Image is the homepage for MAC (Massachusetts Advocates for Children). It shows a young girl looking up at the camera, her arms spread out like an airplane. The text reads “Changing conditions for many while also helping one child at a time.”} – Who should I support? If the big autism organizations aren’t funding community services, … Continue reading

emma

emma

{image is a photo of Emma striking a completely awesome pose behind Katie and Brooke. They are standing in front of Paradise Pond.} – Emma’s just texted. She’s on her way to meet us on the green. I turn us around, trying to remember where I’m going. It’s second nature, and not. It’s strange to be walking … Continue reading

aba – by sparrow rose jones

Ed note: I am so honored and grateful to be able to share what follows here. It was written by Sparrow Rose Jones, who calls herself as “a middle-aged Autistic adult.” She is an author, a composer, an artist, and a self-described polymath (which I had to look up and might now be my new favorite word.)  When I read the … Continue reading