Tag: Autism

Dear TSA

Dear TSA, You are my sunshine. I will brag about you to anyone who will listen. I called you on Thursday morning in a worried frenzy. I was overly anxious and driving myself nuts about flying with my son for the first time. He’s 13…and has autism. I was worried about airport security and how his anxiety would create a…

Layers

Several years ago, I acquired a set of two matching, handmade floor lamps. They fell right out of the 70’s. Hard. They are extremely heavy, and appear to be made of some kind of real wood. I brought them home because they reminded me of my childhood and my parent’s groovy living room. I liked the feel of the lamps, but…

Perfect

It’s been a minute since I’ve written a blog. It’s not that I haven’t had anything to say. I just haven’t had the energy to put my heart into written word. So I’ve been expressing my creativity in other ways… I think it’s pretty obvious that I love to create. It’s who I am. I am happiest when I am…

Ready

Last week I received a Facebook message from an old friend. Her youngest son had been diagnosed with autism, and our mutual friends suggested she contact me for guidance and support. That happens a lot. And I’m happy to respond and help when I can. After we set details and coffee, I accepted her friend request and went to her…

Divergent

I have always been different. But it’s just the past 4 or 5 years that I have really, truly enjoyed and reveled in it. I kind of march to the beat of my own hippie-diva conga drum. For example, this would be me on the far right: I wear unique stuff. I have big hair. I prefer Indian or Greek…

Stained

Most of the time I am pretty even-tempered. But every once in a while, I blow my stack. And when I do, it ain’t pretty. Friday night was one of those times. I was exhausted after a very long and thankless work week. I just wanted to come home after my cousin’s surprise party and collapse to sleep. But my…