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 15, 2020 | All The Rest of Life, COVID-19, Grief & Loss, Obama/Politics, Spirituality
While most every liberal friend I knew was all knotted up, I remained calm in the days leading up to last week’s tenuous national election. But then my innards got all twisty post the election results from Saturday until we—me, myself and I—had a personal coming...
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...
