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

extinction burst

extinction burst

{Image is a photo that I inadvertently took with my phone. The world looks very different when viewed through an alternate lens.} Ed note: Last night, I shared a quote on Diary’s Facebook page about the importance of “indulging” Brooke’s scripts. Tomorrow, I will have the honor of sharing an autistic perspective on ABA therapy … Continue reading

chloe

chloe

The following is a guest post from my friend, Chloe. For those who don’t yet know Chloe, she describes herself as “a young adult with autism who is on a mission to advocate about autism from her perspective to educate others.” She is a young leader for the Autistic Global Initiative, a Co-editor for the … Continue reading

in common

in common

  {Image is a photo of two ducks and a goose. Or three birds.}   For a very long time, I struggled with the concept of Brooke having any real commonality with autistic people who were not identified / diagnosed as such until adulthood. You see, there was no way that my child could ever have … Continue reading

perfect love

{image is a photo of me and my girl. And the wrinkles in my forehead when I smile.} – It’s the end of a long night. My nerves are frayed, my patience long expired. Brooke has settled onto her floor to sleep again, leaving the bed untouched for yet another night. I can’t bear to … Continue reading