paper clouds

paper clouds

It started what must be almost a year ago now. Nearly every time that I posted one of Brooke’s drawings on Facebook (which was, well, a lot cause the kid draws like it’s her job), someone would say, ‘Oh, you HAVE to get her work on Paper Clouds. And I would nod and smile through … Continue reading

my pantry, an ex-po-zay

my pantry, an ex-po-zay

  So I have a couple of big posts to write. And some hard decisions to make. And a whole bunch of generally BIG, HARD stuff hanging over my head. Everything feels UNdone, UNresolved, just UN-. I”m not really handling it very well. I don’t like UNs. So here’s my thought for today. Instead of … Continue reading

reparative therapy

reparative therapy

  {image is a button that my friend, Chris designed. It features a rainbow ribbon and the words, “Autistic Pride,” also in rainbow. Click on the image to buy one or see her other designs.} One of the ‘core symptoms of autism’ that is mentioned in the article and that many drugs seek to address … Continue reading

lily learns sign language

lily learns sign language

  It started with a package of blank, hardcover books from the teacher supply shop. Since Brooke loves to draw and had taken to stapling her drawings together into books, I thought that book making might be a fun activity for her upcoming play date with one of the girls from her adaptive dance class. Not … Continue reading

goodwill

goodwill

  Over the weekend, I received an invitation from a Midwestern arm of Goodwill Industries to speak at their annual dinner. While I was honored by the invitation, I was unable to accept it. Given the nature of the reasons that I had to decline, I felt compelled to share my response here. – I am … Continue reading

Godspell – still

Godspell – still

Last night on Diary’s Facebook page:   I have so many things to say about this, but for now, this will have to do .. {image is a photo of Brooke studying her program for Godspell, which, thanks to a heads up from a reader for which I am ridiculously grateful, we are about to … Continue reading

this life we’re living

this life we’re living

  {image is a photo of Brooke at the beach, jumping, her arms open as if to embrace the sea} If I had my way I would be standing still. Listening to the ocean. Watching the waves. But Brooke is no passive observer at the beach. The beach, like life, is meant to be lived, … Continue reading

redrawing the map

redrawing the map

Editor’s note: Many of my autistic friends, especially women, were diagnosed as adults. There are myriad reasons for that, but they belong to another post. Nearly all of them were diagnosed with a patchwork of other conditions throughout childhood and into adulthood, none of which ever felt – or was – right. When the autism … Continue reading

restraint

restraint

- My dad is a hugger. He’s not a polite hugger, nor even a typically straight-male-pat-on-the-back-while-hugging-to-preserve-his-masculinity hugger. He’s a look-out-cause-here-he-comes hugger. He’s a hands on, I-love-you-and-I’m-a-gonna-show-you hugger. He’s an I-haven’t-seen-you-in-far-too-long-so-get-over-here-and-hug-your-papa-kiddo hugger. He is the most physically demonstrative person I’ve ever met. I’m nearly 44 years old and still, I can’t walk by him without him reaching out … Continue reading