by Tulika Prasad The other day I was talking to a complete stranger at my son’s summer camp’s bus stop. We chatted like old friends meeting after years. There is something that bonds us all together…the experiences, the pain, the joy ,and the lessons. There is so much to share. We finally parted, promising a lunch date along with some spa time…knowing well, it was easier said than done 🙂 On my way back, I thought… […]
by Jessica Ebersole The above question was posed to me earlier today when I received an email from my e-buddy. I have been emailing back and forth with a young woman who also has a disability. She and I have been emailing back and forth for almost 6 years. It has been fun and it’s a joy to hear from her and correspond with her. Her question today struck me. “Does it bother you that […]
by Lynne Pearson I’ve been doing a little bit of reminiscing about the things that made my children happy when they were small. These would probably be Edward’s top 10 happy inducing activities in his early years: Watching Finding Nemo (every day) and Watching walking with dinosaurs (every day, once he’d finished with Nemo) The beach – playing for hours in the sea and sand. Watching Laurel and Hardy films – he’d literally run around […]
By Mary Ellen Bogucki Long before my daughter, Bree was diagnosed with Autism, we struggled finding opportunities for her to fit in. She didn’t behave like the other children in those mom and tot classes. I was well aware of this, but I didn’t appreciate it being pointed out to me by strangers. Inside, I was battling to accept the fact that something wasn’t right. I was also fighting with our pediatrician at the […]
by Mary Ellen Bogucki I think one of the hardest things that we faced with our daughter, Bree, was finding opportunities that she could participate in. Before we knew of her Autism diagnosis, we tried different “Mom and Tot” music classes or sibling swim classes. Unfortunately, they all ended the same way, with an intense meltdown by Bree and me wearing the perpetual red face of embarrassment. Eventually, I gave up, the rude comments, […]
