Tagged with autism

special globe, usa today, and my daughter

special globe, usa today, and my daughter

    {image is a photo of Katie and Brooke wheeling their bags through the Orlando airport last year.} At the end of January, I was contacted by a travel reporter. He was planning to write a feature in USA Today highlighting Special Globe, an up and coming travel service for families including children with … Continue reading

dear benedict cumberbatch

dear benedict cumberbatch

{Image is a screenshot of Diary’s Facebook post on Friday night. It reads “Sometimes it is the people no one imagines anything of who do the things that no one can imagine. – Alan Turing in The Imitation Game} Dear Mr. Cumberbatch, Firstly, do you mind if I call you Benedict? I’m just not a particularly … Continue reading

just like me

just like me

The questions took me back to that feeling, that desperate, lonely, feeling of being a broken version of everyone else around me. I remember how it felt to never have a character in a book, movie, t.v. show, or a song on the radio reflect who I was. I remember the feeling of looking around … Continue reading

judge rotenberg center

In this Aug. 13, 2014, photo, a female student wearing a shocking device on her leg, lines up with classmates after lunch at the Judge Rotenberg Educational Center in Canton, Mass. (AP Photo/Charles Krupa) Source – What you are about to read and watch and hear will be extremely difficult to process. It’s horrifying. I’m … Continue reading

unbroken

unbroken

{image is a photo of two beautiful wild horses. Source.} Please take a moment to read (not skim, but actually read) the following two definitions before continuing. bro·ken/ˈbrōkən/ adjective 1. having been fractured or damaged and no longer in one piece or in working order. 2. (of a person) having given up all hope; despairing. … Continue reading

online privacy – part a million

online privacy – part a million

{Image is a photo of a single type-written word. Privacy.} Last night, I found myself in a long conversation on Diary’s Facebook page about what it means to me to be the guardian of my daughters’ privacy. And as much as I’d like to channel Ilsa and let it go, I can’t. Because this is big … Continue reading

but what if he’s wrong?

but what if he’s wrong?

  {image is a photo of me at a podium, speaking into a microphone at an Autism Speaks walk kickoff in 2010.} Yesterday, I read a post that was written a couple of months ago, but just made its way to my screen. It was written by a woman who goes by Amythest on her tumblr, … Continue reading

dear suzanne – again

dear suzanne – again

Dear Suzanne, It seems we’re here again. I don’t want to be here. I don’t want to be having a different version of the same old tired conversation. But I don’t know what else to do. I don’t know how else to counter the harm that you continue to do in the name of some … Continue reading

rosita runs away

rosita runs away

Brooke is putting on a play with her friends this Sunday. A play that she wrote. Brooke, the child who entered school with no imaginary play. The child who we were told could not – might not ever – understand the concept of symbolic play. The one for whom language was and remains a struggle, but for … Continue reading

play date

play date

{image is the cover of the book, Rosita Runs Away, written and illustrated by Brooke.} – “When’s my play gonna be?” she asked for the hundredth time that day. I didn’t want to admit it, wouldn’t have admitted it, but I was putting off writing the email. I’d tried to convince her to reconsider her … Continue reading