:: In 24 hours, the truth was before us, a truth that had probably been there all along. Sometimes things just die.
:: Today, when this fear of death hit me, I realized that I’ve been carrying these thoughts around in the back of my mind for so long that I can’t remember when they started. Perhaps two years of pandemic, of living under a shroud of death, has created this pall.
:: We don’t get many opportunities to seize pure joy. And this was the purest.
:: You can choose to write nothing about your kids, which is a fine choice, or you can write about your kids with utter kindness, respect, and gratitude. And even then, you must be careful.
:: Part of changing the world means that my kids do not have to yield their privacy for other people’s comfort.
:: I decided to get tested for my children. Autism Spectrum Disorder is another flower in my bouquet of diagnoses.