This week, my friend’s grandson received a formal, medical diagnosis of autism. This news brought a flood of memories of me as a confused, terrified and angry mother of another three-year old boy with autism.
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Last night, for the first time in almost 20 years, I finally felt like I owned my life. It was a simple night. Made some angel hair pasta with diced tomatoes, garlic, onion, garlic bread….And suddenly, I realized that this is truly the beginning of my life. MY life. I could do whatever I wanted – which turned out to be doing nothing at all, really.
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