I tend to be an optimist. I see possibilities aligning with the facts. I may long for the ideal, yet I accept my reality. Here is an example. My middle son is not a morning person. This is reality. In fact, he would say, “I am not the get-up guy.” My morning routine consists of […]
* The last and first lines of the first and third stanzas are based on the poem “Kyrie” by Tomas Transtromer as translated by Robert Hass.
…a sunny November day like this one eleven years ago when the word “autism” entered our daily vocabulary. That word closes some doors, but opens others. It exposes our weaknesses, then reveals our hidden strengths. Even as the suffering of one affects the whole, we are wholly joyful in every triumph. Many define “autism” based on a […]