Finding His Voice
When describing our son, my husband often will talk about his incredibly strong “justice meter’. Our boy feels deeply and intensely. There is right, and there is wrong. There is…
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When describing our son, my husband often will talk about his incredibly strong “justice meter’. Our boy feels deeply and intensely. There is right, and there is wrong. There is…
Intentionally choosing words that are derogatory, inflammatory, stigmatizing….that is not sticks and stones. It is trees and boulders crashing down in a landslide and destroying everything in their path.
In a world that is increasingly polarized by media outlets that are increasingly polarizing, it is a challenge to get non-biased, fact based instead of opinion based, reporting. On any…
On this day in 2005, I was 37 weeks pregnant. It was one of those 90+ degree October days we sometimes get in Southern California, and when I entered the…
One year ago today I hit publish on “a little project” I’d been working on. Today I went back and read the post that started what has become an incredible…
A dyslexic, an Aspie and their mother are sitting around a table… That almost sounds like the start of a bad joke. But it isn’t. It was dinner time in…
Several months ago, I developed a habit of getting up early in the morning and walking. I take the same route every day – just a little over 2 miles…
We’re in Philadelphia for a few days. As we walked around near Independence Hall today, we spotted this… As my son walked past it he said, “Sometimes you have to…