Month: May 2015

A Piper is Down

Today was Fishing Day for Jack’s school. I kept him home because Jack on an hour-long bus ride each way for five minutes of fishing = bad. When the bus came for Charlie, I tried to block Jack from seeing it so he wouldn’t fly off the handle when I told him, “No bus today.”  He heard the bus and…

Mother’s Day: a deconstruction 

Mother’s Day is finished and I’m okay with that. I’ve written before about this day. It’s inevitably complicated for me because I love my children and the women in my life, but motherhood for me is simply painful. It just is.  Every day I go about raising my kids and feeling mostly inadequate about it. We face huge horrible struggles we can’t get away…

Balm of Gilead

Tonight at the Court of Honor, the boy who gave the closing prayer took a moment before he prayed to remind the scouts to be thoughtful about leaving enough refreshments for others. Then he prayed, “Bless the refreshments, that they will be delicious.” Eleven-year-old scouts, Boy Scouts, varsity and venture scouts, and their younger siblings SWARMED the refreshment table, where…

things that go away

One of the welcome byproducts of coping with my ongoing family crisis is that the superfluous things fall away, leaving only essentials. I like this aspect of special needs parenting. There are a lot of aspects I’d be okay with flinging into outer space, but this one is good. I’ve been thinking of the good that has come from putting…

More Tiny Letters

Dear people who drive ten mph under the speed limit in front of me, and who get highly offended when I try to pass you, What’s really going on in your life? Just tell me. It must be something rotten to make you do this. Dear person who invented the loose, airy, wide-leg printed pants (that feel like no pants…