“Fine. Everything’s fine.” I tell myself as I watch my house slowly be torn apart by the two tiny tornadoes I call my children. I sit there and look at the utter chaos and wonder if I leave it on the floor long enough if it will magically disappear. I have so many items on …
Today is the last day of Autism Awareness Month and I wanted to end with a bang. I want to talk about invisible disabilities. Autism is just a small slice in the invisible disability world, studies show that 96 percent of people who live with an illness live with an invisible one, and 73 percent …
I’ve been toying with the idea of reflection. Reflecting on how life has changed and how we are handling it. By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest. Confucius I’m learning about advocating and proactively confronting …
My child is autistic. There, I said it. I brought up the elephant in the room. I said the “A” word you whisper about, out loud. Yet when you say it out loud, I mentally cringe. I wonder if I’ll ever get used to hearing someone else say it. If it will ever feel like …
When I was coming up with a name for my blog, I was struggling at first. How was I going to be able to sum up what I wanted to share with the world in ONE title that would also give readers a little idea about my content? While I knew I wanted to talk …