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I never felt as if I had a “hometown”. Of course I do, but I don’t have a special affinity to the town where I was born.
We moved away from the town where I was born when my mother re-married. I was five and my brother was 4. We moved away from her hometown to my stepfather’s home town. (Continue Reading)
The holiday season is here and I will admit to having a bit of a Love/Hate relationship with holidays in general. I want to love them, I do, it just does not always work out that way. I have reached the age where I should be able to place a 2 or 3 foot silver Christmas tree on a table somewhere and have that be the end of it, but I may never achieve that particular rite of passage because of course, DC loves the holidays. (Continue Reading)
This week’s Finish The Sentence Friday prompt is: “I’m really afraid that/of…”
If you have been around here for any length of time, you know all too well what my nightmares are made of.
Dying, of course. I am sure that most people could say that they are afraid of dying, but when you have a child with autism, fearing your own death takes a whole new turn. (Continue Reading)
I have been an avid fan for as long as I can remember. If I am honest I am sure that some of my love for the “holiday” comes from me being able to be someone other than myself. I am sure this was the case when I was a kid and I think a little bit of that feeling of not having to be me for one night has carried over into adulthood. (Continue Reading)
It was very early in August and I could not believe that DC seemed to be getting excited about the last day of camp as if he was willing it to be over. He loves camp and I did not understand why he wanted it to end so badly.
He started saying “This week, the last day of camp? Camp is over?” on Thursday the 4th.
I told him he had the following day and next week left. (Continue Reading)
“This is a Listicle Friday post for Finish the Sentence Friday’s new format. This week’s prompt/list: My favorite things.”
I do not participate in Finish the Sentence Friday on a regular basis because if given a prompt and then asked to write; my mind usually goes blank – unless of course the subject is Halloween orPeanut Butter ; topics, it seems I am always able to write about at the drop of a hat. After the fact, I can always think of 100 other things that I could have written about – I just cannot seem to come up with anything on the spot. (Continue Reading)
I was not prepared to write anything this week, until Kenya visited my Facebook page and mentioned that I should post the video of my son that was there today. So that is pretty much what I did and all I really could do here at (shh) work (shh).
Yesterday was DC’s 27th birthday.
‘Twenty-Seventeen’ (27 in DC-speak) is so difficult to wrap my head around. We’re moving closer and closer to 30 and I may never get over that. (Continue Reading)
(((off topic; aka – not autism related))))
My birthday just passed. I had the day off from work.
People seem to be under the impression that I do not like my birthday because I always take the day off. I do take the day off to avoid the “forced birthday cake where everyone stands around the staff room uncomfortably”, but I also take the day off because I LIKE my birthday and do not want to spend it at work. (Continue Reading)
I know I have said before that I do not participate all that often in Finish The Sentence Friday only because my mind goes blank when given a subject to write about.
The “Listicles”- I can manage at the last minute…… sometimes.
This weeks list – 10 things most people don’t know about me, might be difficult. I may not come up with 10 (but I am sure to think of the rest 2 weeks from now) and I will try not to go to the “dark side” which is a real possibly, but I am going to give it a shot. (Continue Reading)
A couple of weeks ago on the 4th, my neighbors decided to blow off “cannons” right under our window………It went on for hours.
Now, DC really does not mind fireworks when he is expecting them. (Continue Reading)