Give Me A Sign

Someone tell me what the equation is.The one that lets me in on the secrets of the Autistic mind. I spend the majority of the hours in the day attempting to configure exactly what will help my son thrive, and perhaps even more importantly, what will help avoid a meltdown. I was never good at […]

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Just You, Me and The Moon

How you exude such joy at the wee hours of the very early morning, is beyond me. I wish I had that kind of stamina. How does that beautiful brain of yours light up for the day, like an art gallery painting bursting with such color and life, and vividness, before the sun has even […]

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The Conscious Shift of Thankfulness

It’s funny isn’t it, the things we grow thankful for as we grow older? The mindful morph we experience from child to adult. As a kid I was that shy, timid little redhead that just did her best to not “make waves”.I kept to myself, to keep the waters steady. Whether that have been within […]

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My Life In Your Hands

Every single day when I walk my son Beckett up to his school, and relinquish his hand over to a Para, or teacher, or therapist, I find myself holding my breath. Every single day. Not because of the specific person he is going with, but because that person isn’t me. You see, with nonverbal Autism […]

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With Seasons Comes Change

Change is difficult, no matter how you approach it. For many adults, a shift in careers, having (more) children, moving to a new place, or beginning/ending relationships. I take a look at this list, and imagine different points in my life where I’ve experienced each. To say it is stressful, is to put it lightly. […]

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Let Them Be

In preparation for “Halloween”, lots of feelings break to the surface. It’s emotional, because I don’t want to “force” my child to endure holidays if he truly doesn’t want to.But he doesn’t yet know what Halloween is about. It’s sad because a part of me still grieves the loss of the life that we thought […]

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Inclusion is Everything.

Inclusion.Quite possibly the most important piece. What does that word even mean?It means a variety of things to a variety of individuals of course, but in its entirety, it means to be included by a group of people. For Beckett, what does that look like?You may think:“He doesn’t want to be around us. He doesn’t […]

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Only One of Me

There’s only one of me.I need more hands. I need quicker reflexes for catching you when you climb, and spin, and jump. I need to be a faster runner, to stop you when your interests land somewhere in busy streets, or crowded places. I need life’s answers to anxiety when I take you into doctor’s […]

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5 More Minutes

Last night I had a dream. A dream that I have fairly often.It always begins the same, with my boy and I dancing around our kitchen. Hand in hand, giggling and shouting, skipping, happiness filling the room. Very commonly our reality. It moves to Beckett handing me his tablet and silently asking to watch “The […]

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It’s Tough, But You’re Tougher.

-It’s Tough, But You’re Tougher- One of the things that will forever amaze me about this kid is his resilience. His ability to push through.To bounce back. Earlier in the week, Beckett and I went into an appointment at a new (to us) location, to discuss next steps in aiding him in coping with overstimulation […]

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