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Advocacy is a Skill

I suppose I already knew it. I have a couple of friends who advocate professionally (which is amazing, all by itself!) It just didn’t hit home until I found myself in a position where I needed to advo

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It Takes a Village

Hello, friends. I wrote this post the week that we came home from the hospital with Big Brother after his surgery. I didn’t realize that his recovery was going to require more than a month’s sabbatica

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My "Easy One"

Maybe you didn’t notice that I only got one post out in December and only two in November. I noticed. I started a post a long time ago about how the first thing that disappears from your life when you

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Water, Water Everywhere…

Water is one of the most imperative human needs. It’s also one of the most deadly forces in the world. We’ve seen it a lot in the news lately: the devastating effects of hurricanes (stateside) and for

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House of Mirrors

This summer we took a trip through a house of mirrors. Actually, we took several trips through. We struggled a bit the first time. It’s very disorienting. It turns out, if we had just let Yoshi go and

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So Here’s What’s NOT Wrong with My Son

This week, I’m writing a rebuttal to my own post (So Just What IS Wrong with Your Son?). I got a lot feedback last week, it just wasn’t what I expected. I really appreciate the love and support, but I

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So Just What IS Wrong with Your Son?

It’s a question I get a lot and it has a complicated answer. I usually just say autism and leave it at that. If I’m feeling generous I might say high functioning autism or even Aspergers. It’s the eas

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I Choose "Not Busy"

It’s become a cute, almost fashionable thing to say that “being busy is a choice.” It’s my new favorite thing to hate. Maybe for some people busy is a choice. I envy those people.

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A Life of Complaints

One day someone is going to ask me how I’m doing and I’m going to say, “Great!” and mean it. I say it all the time. Fine, okay, good, great—they’re all a lie. That’s what you do when someone asks in c

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