We were on our way to the church so David could sled down the big hills. From the back seat he said, “Mom, I’m not sure what my purpose in life is.” That’s a pretty heavy topic for an eight-year-old on a Tuesday afternoon, but it wasn’t surprising. He’s that type of kid. The INFJ…
I’m at Not Alone today, talking about getting away from using the word “but” when talking about James and his autism … When my son James was first diagnosed with autism, I was stuck in a world of buts. I would tell the teenager I was calling to see if she could babysit, “He has…
I just read that 49 out of 50 states have gotten snow this winter, so I won’t dwell too much on the fact that most of what’s been happening behind the scenes around here has to do with shoveling snow, sledding on snow, and cleaning up the trails of snow all over my house. I’ll…
Fifteen years ago, I didn’t understand why I didn’t want to be around people all the time. I had a roommate and lived on a hall full of girls, in a dorm full of girls, on a campus full of people. There weren’t many quiet spaces. And why would I want a quiet space? There’s…
We’re enjoying another snow day at our house. We’ve had so many this winter we’ve lost count (although the school district is keeping count and school will last well into June this summer). Today is not so much a snow day as it is a “many families in the county are without power and lots…
I’m not a morning person, but Mondays are usually the exception. I wake up on Mondays with big plans, and not just lesson plans and menu plans. Mondays I am brave. I do new things. I do the same-old, same-old things better. How can you be brave today, this first Monday of a new month?…
