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May 2, 2025
“Hey Riley?” Zoe’s voice comes light from my phone, which sits on the kitchen island in the center of the room as Kevin and I turn and twist around finishing dinner; Adam, announcing his echolalia, paces a fast, hungry track around the perimeter; and Riley sits at the bar facing us, wearing a listening grin, […]
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Oct 7, 2022
Oh the freedom of self-forgetfulness! Happy Friday, friends!
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Feb 1, 2019
Early morning, thick dark, and I switch on a lamp, like a lantern burning through a dead fog. Greedily, I sip my coffee, steam curling around my chin, and I wonder how to begin. I feel pulled, yanked even, and this morning, I’m digging in my heels. I really don’t want to do this week. […]
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Jun 23, 2017
Sometimes reluctance drags at the edges of a smile like invisible weight. It feels as though the pudgy fingers of some ominous, unforgiving beast stick fat at the corners of the lips and pull down, pulling some rather not place, forcing a rather not feeling. Reluctance is a bully. It hauls you in the deep end and […]
5Jan 30, 2015
Afternoon, and I give thanks that I am sitting alone in the waiting room at the pediatric dental office, because this gratitude always comes fresh. I never forget the difference between now and then, those days when I held my tears because of his, when it took three people just to clean his teeth. They used […]
6Dec 10, 2010
My son has juvenile diabetes and autism, and he’s afraid to taste things. Well, he was.🙂 Word to the wise: Do not use the words I’ll never when discussing parenting your children. As a little girl, I lived by a few rules when it came to eating. First, we all ate the same thing for […]