andrew solomon

If you’re going to write a post about your new BFF, it’s totally helpful if they’re famous, because then you can find lots of pictures of them from which to choose for the post. Oh … Andrew is the one on the left. ~ A week and a half ago, I’d never consciously heard of … Continue reading »

physical

* As many of you know, this was not the easiest of weekends in the Diary household. As a matter of fact, it pretty much sucked. But in the middle of it, this happened. And today, this is where I am training my lens — on a small moment that was anything but small. On … Continue reading »

untitled

** I call out hypocrisy when I see it. It’s what I do. And exempting myself from that practice would be the biggest hypocrisy of all. So that is essentially what I have done here – called myself out for not living what I believe, and then doing what I could to make that right. … Continue reading »

to heal

* Three random photos from our visit to Hoboken on Sunday. Why? Because this is where I come to heal. To remember to believe. To restore my faith. And my Faith. And to refuel for the journey ahead. Because it is long. Because it will not be easy. Because we cannot relent. This is where … Continue reading »

how do we get from here to there

* ~ My Facebook status tonight ~ There is a TED talk that has been making its way around the Internet like wild-fire. Or perhaps just around my little neighborhood in Internet Town. But it seems to be everywhere I turn. A friend sent it to me via Twitter, another by e-mail. A third posted … Continue reading »

on being heard – with barb rentenbach


* As you may recall, last week was an eventful one here at Diary. The Reader’s Digest version goes something like this … I wrote a post called Rethinking Functional Behavior and the Tyranny of Made-up Deadlines. In that post, I cited my new favorite author and friend, Barb Rentenbach. In so doing, I unwittingly … Continue reading »

sesame place

Disclaimer:  I have something to tell you, guys. Have a seat, this isn’t going to be easy for me to say and it might be even harder to hear.  I used you.  Yep, I brazenly, callously used you. I swear it was the first time.  But I can’t promise that it will be the last. … Continue reading »

to my sister, with love

~ Ed note: My name is Jess. My sister’s name is also Jess. I know. Just go with it.  Ed other note: We call each other Darryl. Because “This is my brother Darryl. This is my other brother Darryl.” If you’re not old enough to get the reference, look it up. Ed last note because … Continue reading »

the silence of our friends

There will always be those who are unable to see beyond their own limited parameters of what qualifies as communication, but there will also, thank God, be people like Barb [Rentenbach] (and Carly Fleischmann and countless others), who continue to show us what is possible when we are willing and able to open our minds. … Continue reading »

age twelve in three pictures

* I have so much to say about this child. I could talk for days about how much I love her. About how proud I am to be her mama. About how blessed I feel to be able to watch her grow and change — to see her, in her own unique way, taking the … Continue reading »