The Man in Seat A
Now Touched…I was touched…I am touched. I’m currently on a flight to Japan. Each year special educators, speech therapists, occupational therapists, psychologists, and parents gather somewhere in the region for […]
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It’s All My Fault: An Autism Mom’s Guilt
Now My friend Jen sent me this article today. I appreciate how people always think of us when they read about autism. Often we receive articles or news stories from […]
You Don’t Even Have a Limp, Lady!
Now I came across this article today as I was perusing Facebook. It was on The Mighty, a website whose tagline reads, “We face disability, disease, and mental illness together.” […]
Lost in Saigon? The game of what-ifs…
Now We arrived in Saigon, Vietnam Wednesday to visit our lifelong friends, the Knoblochs and Lewis’s. The Lewis family lives in Saigon and suggested we all go on a Vespa […]
Sniffing Socks and an Autism Diagnosis
Then I’ve talked a bit about the time before we knew Braden was autistic. The time when I didn’t have the words to say to people when they looked at […]
Today’s Glimpse; Yesterday’s Memory
Now Today I saw a young boy, around eight years old with his older brother. The boy was running away from his brother (I think around 16 years old or […]
Car Horns, Autism, and Communication
Now You know when you’re chatting with a friend and your child, impatient in the car, honks the horn? Yes, that’s happened to me with my daughter (or my husband). […]
Bombs, Broken Lamps, and a Meaningful Life
Now Today I listened to the Marketplace podcast and I had the opportunity to listen to a father, Ron Suskind, talk about how his son Owen (with autism) learned about […]
Saying Goodbye to Sissy
Now Phew. I’m not gonna lie. Today was awful. Today we hugged, cried, and waved goodbye to our daughter, Madison. Madi is heading off to university in 2 weeks. Luckily, […]
What are social skills anyway?
Now I just had the opportunity to attend a 2 day workshop put on by Michelle Garcia Winner, founder of Social Thinking. Although this workshop is not meant to meet […]