Don’t Stop Believin’

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    Over the weekend, J.R. lost a tooth.  The good news? I’m not sure I can report any.  The bad news? Amazon Prime doesn’t yet drone packages to my door in an hour’s time.  I am screwed. You see, J.R. could not care less about money. I won’t mention his nine-year-old cash worshiping brother knows […]

Jackson 9.0

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      The last time I sat down to write, I could hear beautiful noises from across the hall. You were in your room, making crashing and exploding sounds to animate a war between Ironman and a Transformer. Starsceam, I think. You spied me tapping at my keyboard, then bounded toward me- all one-hundred pounds of you. I scramble […]

Autism’s Middle Age

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Boy oh boy, was ten fantastic.  I want to say it was J.R.’s best year.  He blossomed socially, trudged through academically, and held it together mentally. Professionals (okay, his teachers, who I bribe) even threw around the terms perseverant and scientific to describe J.R.’s attitude toward his studies.  At home, his independence is emerging; I am hopeful, for […]

B Day

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I constantly find myself wanting to write about the concept of friendship.  Maybe it’s because I am the most social loner I know, and that the true meaning of friendship has never ceased to intrigue me.  Maybe it’s because I marvel that I have any friends at all.   I mean, with all of the responsibilities […]

Ten

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Ten.  Ah, perfection- as irresistible as Bo Derek’s braids, as complete as Pearl Jam’s breakthrough album, and as unblemished as my wedding vow renewal.  So many images come in to mind as I contemplate my own connotations of the term ten.  And isn’t there just something so strong, so solid about an even number? Ten years ago […]

How Far?

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  I’ve noticed lately that my favorite expression has become (next to God help me, of course) the apple doesn’t fall very far from the tree. In order to avoid incriminating myself I won’t go into specific reasons why I’ve been referring to the adage, but completely unrelated to all of my gossiping I had an epiphany.  It’s […]

The Boogie Men

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I am pretty sure I have already mentioned how hard it is for someone like me to raise someone like J.R.  I think I am easy to please (my husband’s wallet may strongly object to that statement) and it doesn’t take much to turn me on.  Really!   Just noticing double Box Tops for Education rewards […]