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Seeds of the Word
Sakaratte Yumei To defy, go against, swim upstream… from the dream. My mom, when asked once about my boys’ autism and that I am that…too, told me that “by the time you were 9, you were normal.” Her casual, off hand remark, as usual intended to ground me in practical matters. What does it matter,…
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The difference of being alone vs. being lonely
I saw one of those random memes today that we are all, constantly, exposed to – you know the type – just words on a colourful backdrop describing succinctly an experience or world you knew but can’t sum up quite so tritely. To do my own history justice (much less anyone else’s), I have never…
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Just. Stay Gone.
It was never about the work. It’s not about the pots I spent hours scrubbing clean. It wasn’t about the hours dedicated daily and weekly to keeping a spotless house, folded laundry, or good food prepared from scratch daily. It wasn’t about the traditional lifestyle I never asked for or wanted but embraced whole heartedly.…
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She is us. We are her. It’s… so wrong
I was pulling up to a stop sign, headed to the store for last minute items, when I saw what I thought at first was a child rounding the corner. Her hair, a dark red, was curly and sort of flipped over to one side. At first glance you would be forgiven for thinking it…
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A well-worn stuffed cat… and a blue elephant
Turning points in life are so quiet… unannounced, they tiptoe into our every day lives with little fanfare and sometimes accompanied by the most normal of things… a mom, nagging her son to clean his room… only to find at the end of the day he took all his cherished stuffed friends from childhood and…
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All that Valentines day has to offer…
Happy Valentines day my lovelies. If you, like me, have spent decades navigating an emotionally (and physically) abusive relationship, today can be really. really. really hard. Today is a day where, in full transparency, we (as humans, not women or men) are supposed to remember the sacrifices of St. Valentine (who was tortured and beheaded…
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The last box unpacked…
We moved into our little heritage home almost 3 years ago; our shelter and safe respite. We moved from luxury, comfort, acreage, largess, and wealth into a home that hadn’t seen an update since maybe the 80s; a house that creaks and groans; that has its own smells, its own histories; it rocks and sways…
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Are we all truly wanted and loved by God?
A little over a year ago my parents gave each of us a DNA test through Ancestry.com for Christmas. At the time, I wondered, why now? Our family history is mired in secrets and things you just don’t talk about. However, my older brother had a keen desire to know and had long been digging…
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Let go….
My thoughts this morning are scattered and flitting about; some of them touch down softly, lightly gracing my mind as a butterfly landing on your sleeve; others sort of vwap right into the temple and veer off crazily like a kamikaze fly on a hot day. So, please bear with me as I try to…
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Love and healing – Intergenerational Trauma
I met a woman today… it was like looking into a mirror of sorts. A woman that could easily have been me had circumstances worked out differently for either of us. She was younger than me and had lived a vastly different life, but the similarities are still there. Both of us neurodivergent; both with…