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Broken Chords
Two Young Girls at the Piano, 1892 Auguste Renoir Growing up, I played piano. Sometimes, I still do. My sister is actually way more musical than me and can play music that is far more advanced. (I’m...
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The Birds, the Bees, and Our Friendly Neighborhood Iguana
We just arrived home from Aruba, the land of tropical skies and tropical flowers. It was actually our second trip. My husband and I went last year by ourselves, and this year we all went. ”All”...
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Prozac, Hope, and Orange Lilies
It’s interesting to watch how small children play hide and seek. They squeeze their eyes shut, and they think that means that no one can see them anymore. It’s adorable, but naïve. Perhaps it’s...
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Broken Toys
DISCLAIMER: This post is not for the faint-hearted; it’s about what it’s like to parent an autistic child. As extra incentive, it’s also close to 1500 words… I was reading the other day, and the...
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The Fine Line Between Bullshit and Truth
I think I have an endless supply of bullshit. I’m pretty sure this is true for everyone, but it’s definitely true for anyone who deals with chronic illness or disability. I don’t feel like burdening...
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I Live in a Pee-Soaked Dollhouse
I’m not going to mince words on this one. I officially hate moving and everything associated with moving. While I was in California, my husband put our house on the market. I came home to a...
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Mortification Number 467
House hunting is a very strange thing. You get to peek into the lives of strangers, and you never quite know what you’re going to find. You’d be surprised just how often I open a closet door to find...
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It’s Not the Poison. It’s the Fear.
Last Spring, we entered a different phase, and my son began with the sneaking. At eight years old, he’s tall enough and smart enough that “child-proofing” is no longer effective. At first, it was just...
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Autism and Pumpkin Pie
Remember everything you said you’d never do before you became a parent? Yeah… that. This past Wednesday, in my mad quest to buy red lentils, I forgot to buy the other ingredient I needed. So, I asked...
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Defusion
*I wrote this last April, prior to our son beginning a Prozac trial. I’m wool-gathering, thus putting up old stuff. (It’s better than writing something rash.) Also, this post is tangentially related...
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