by LeisaHammett | Dec 8, 2020 | Art, Autism/Disability, COVID-19, Divorce, Grief & Loss, Midlife and Beyond, Motherhood, Nashville!, Obama/Politics, Spirituality, Uncategorized
COVID Self-Care 101 = Read a good book! A free book to five lucky winners from yours truly. Happy Holidays! …Nashville is, of course, known for its musical prowess. For several years when I moved back here and answered the “what do you do”...
by LeisaHammett | Dec 7, 2020 | Grief & Loss, Midlife and Beyond, Motherhood, Spirituality
It’s been a long time since a gaggle of adolescents or children blatantly made fun of my daughter with autism. The scenario was familiar. It’s par for the course, unfortunately, when a loved one has a disAbility. Children stare, elbow their friends, cup...
by LeisaHammett | Nov 28, 2020 | Autism/Disability, COVID-19, Midlife and Beyond, Motherhood, Obama/Politics, Spirituality, Uncategorized
Last Wednesday, while patching together a quick, late lunch of leftover black bean soup, homemade herb bread and a tossed butter-leaf salad, I listened to a YouTube video recommended by a friend and former coach. The woman featured in the video was a controversial...
by LeisaHammett | Nov 25, 2020 | Autism/Disability, COVID-19, Divorce, Grief & Loss, Midlife and Beyond, Motherhood, Nature, Spirituality
This young woman-girl-child. Wise in her own way. Whole, perfect and complete. Just the way she is. As am I, as are you. Ever was, ever will be…. She lives in a state of pure, innocent joy. I captured this spontaneous heartfelt ear-to-ear grin of gratitude as we...
by LeisaHammett | Nov 21, 2020 | COVID-19, Midlife and Beyond, Motherhood, Nashville!, Nature, Spirituality
As we merge into winter, turning the chapter on a bitter fall, my thoughts return to gratitude, spurred by nature. …When daylight dawned, I opened my bedroom window shades, turned on the porch’s twinkle lights, returned to my warm bed and faced the world...
by LeisaHammett | Nov 4, 2020 | Autism/Disability, COVID-19, Divorce, Grief & Loss, Midlife and Beyond, Motherhood, Nature, Obama/Politics, Spirituality, Uncategorized
From the perch of his high-backed Queen Anne chair, he stabbed his finger in the air and moved it in a series of dips and valleys. “That’s how you are right now. We need to get you to more of an even keel.” I was 25 and he was the first of a series...
