The Deep End

There are moments when I wonder what exactly this is doing to me – to my family – this writing, this memoir I’ve been working on for almost two months now.  Memories are being unearthed, emotions felt more concentrated than ever – once a river that flowed freely in and out, is now something more [ Read More ]

Screw You, Autism.

Something else has changed.  Again.  Something else has shifted in our lives.  Imperceptible to anyone but us.  How a single word – perhaps a word we were expecting, that we found unsurprising even, can make me crumple to the ground in a heap, I know I should understand as a writer – as someone who [ Read More ]

Finding My Religion – In My Car.

Last night, I went to a farewell party for my Aunt Linda before she moves to Kentucky. A woman I admire and love and am finding that I will miss so much more now that she won’t be just an hour away… It was me and Wendy and a bunch of incredibly warm and feisty [ Read More ]

A Chemical Crisis Vs. An Existential Crisis

I told Scott yesterday that I think I’m depressed.  That it feels like a wave has crashed over me and I’m barely able to hold on – only having the rare moment when I’m graced with the ability to break free and take in a deep gasping breath of air before I am pulled back [ Read More ]