The Little Big Brother

Much has been written regarding the relationship between typical and special needs siblings. The sibling relationship in general is quite fascinating; you are friends, or not, grow up in the same house and have a unique common understanding of your parents. Often birth order can indicate some behaviors but I know in my sibling relationship […]

Somewhere over the rainbow

Just got back from a spectacular week in NY. I was on my own, doing what I wanted, how I wanted, and with whomever I wanted. If you are a parent, especially a single parent, you know that time is rare. I had wanted to do this since I got divorced; the freedom of walking […]

Renewing my vows

Um, yeah, not those! come on… For the record, I don’t believe any of the parenting experiences which I share in my blog are necessarily unique. What I mean is that all parents have kid issues, I’m just sharing mine and my perspective. I vow to my kids; not literally you see, but in my […]

Cure ignorance, not autism

1 in 59 is now the rate for the autism diagnosis.  If you actually spend a minute or two thinking about that, it’s quite an astonishing fact. If you are a parent, or planning to have kids and the doctors told you that there was something, a disease, a disorder, an illness of sorts where […]

Opening the Kimono

This expression always makes me laugh; lots of my work friends use it in reference to revealing information to vendors. The visual always lingers for me. Recently,  I made a new friend. We were talking on the phone and he asked me a little about my life. I started to explain to him all that […]

Here’s what I know

The last few weeks have been tougher than anticipated. I somehow felt since my mom suffered with Alzheimer’s for the last few years and wasn’t really herself that her passing would be easier. Wrong again. You see you don’t mourn someone who is alive, even in an altered state, so your brain is sort of […]

Hands Touching Hands

DJ Bryan typically selects songs based on movie soundtracks or songs he learned at camp. He loves Sweet Caroline by Neil Diamond. He loves to play it in the car and when Neil sings “hands touching hands” he grabs my hand to hold it. Such a little thing, but so substantial. I love holding hands. […]