Fearless Folks … autism and beyond …

Sometimes I think that I’m too busy or preoccupied while moving about my day, getting things done, that I become a bit too oblivious to my kids needs.  I was very much conscious of this fact when Meghan first went off to residential school, and I wanted to make sure that “both” my kids were [...]

Have you heard the one about Meghan and her path to destruction!
 
Well I think you have, but this is a new one:
 
A few months back we bought Meghan her very own little laptop.  Remember how she likes to play with mine (been in the shop 10 times to boot). Well hers is (um, was) one [...]

I’ve come to realize that I will never totally get used to sending Meghan off to her residential school, as we do every other Sunday at 12:00 noon.
 
I will not fool you, I still get that nervous excitement when Meghan walks through the door on those fortnightly Fridays; excited to see her, but nervous about [...]

It’s been a while, but today is 50 degrees and I can finally see the grass.  How nice! 
 
The weeks have been good and boring as far as Meghan is concerned, which is good news at my house. When Meghan is home, we have a nice, easy routine set in place that seems to be working.  [...]

I realized that one of the reasons why I blog, if no other than to vent my frustrations, but to help me articulate my thoughts and feelings; to sort them out and see them in black and white. Like the comfort and satisfaction that poetry had provided me at the very start of my children’s [...]

I’ve been away for a while, taking a break from thinking, writing, reading about the world of autism… I think you know what I mean?
 
Well, actually, this break was prematurely forced upon me. One night, about a month ago, I was sitting on my bed with Meghan while she was using my laptop to explore [...]

I had an interesting weekend with Meghan this past weekend. I ended up doing something that I didn’t want to do but then decided to do it. (Are you still with me?)
 
When Meghan got home on Friday at 1:00 pm (her usual time) she did what she always does when she comes home: she said [...]

Was great. Thank God! I thought it was going to be a disaster since I got a call from the bus dispatcher (a special needs bus company that picks her up and drops her off so we don’t have to… something that I had to insist to be paid for through our school department—who foots [...]

Every time I think about going somewhere fun or exciting or new or adventurous, or even a place just to put a smile on a young kid’s face, I think about Meghan and wish that she didn’t have to miss out.
 
Like I’ve forgotten.
 
Then when she’s home and we try to do something fun… she doesn’t [...]