If you heard an angry roar today, it was a momma bear on the west side of town. There’s much of this journey into disAbility adulthood that reminds me of the shell-shocked uncertain steps we gingerly made at the beginning of this journey 20 years ago. ...
Mindful practices teach us to “watch our thoughts.” I’ve been watching. And lately, I’ve decided to wave a big ol’ yeller flag of caution. As I’ve navigated, with a nonexisting road map, the post-22 landscape of disAbilities—that...
Dominating our 20th annual Autism Awareness Month are issues of finding transportation to work; wages management;* that yet, unfinished art website, and my own next career move. Grace was diagnosed with autism in 1997—so, two decades with this known...
I was deeply emotionally and physically saddened this week by the news of the 18-year-old Chicago male with disAbilities who was kidnapped by four youth, two or more who were allegedly classmates, one even considered a friend. The youth took him from a McDonalds,...
I can count on more than one hand how many times in the last couple of the years I have been enjoying reading a novel, a memoir, a blog post, or, tonight, a Facebook post. And then, suddenly, I am jolted. My eyes screech to a dead halt. I stare and gape at the page in...
Half of us are hurting and half of us are celebrating. While the red-hat party is going on next door, let’s gather our tribe over here. Here’s the message, Loves. Keep on keeping on. Keep on loving. Keep on holding open doors (literal and metaphorical)....
From Heartache to Hope: middle tennessee families living with autism, a book by Leisa A. Hammett & photographer Rebekah Pope. Click here for more info plus ordering details.
