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Karen AspergersMom
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Invisible Jobs
Dear Autism Moms, In case no one has told you lately, I see you and all of the invisible jobs you do. The rest of the world, and maybe even to your immediate family, may not "see" all that you do. They are so used to you to doing all of "the things" they do...

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Dear Little boy Blue, I know you’re not little anymore. How is it that you became a senior in high school anyway? I mean really. Where did the time go? You will turn eighteen in less than a month. I have real mixed emotions about this.  I know that you do t...

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Dear Obamas
Dear Obamas, I couldn't sleep last night. I was thinking about you. I wondered how you're sleeping in The White House on your final night. You're probably ecstatic about your emancipation on this day. As I tossed and turned in my bed, I wondered... Have the...

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Thankful for the Memory
I could tell you stories about this girl. She was living in L.A. It was her world. too naive to be afraid or cautious. just out there living, thought her life was flawless. Building, making a living, by a string. Never knowing how much the money pay day wou...

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I was just thinking...
Inside my head   there is light  ideas  to-do lists that never end darkness danger loneliness  thinking observing examining    simple things  become complex  the complex, unfinished  celebratiion of mastery open your eyes you will see it it's there  I promi...

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The Only Way to Walk
I confess  ~I am glad that I was 180 miles away from Blue this weekend, while he was going through overwhelm with his research paper and other homework assignments. Of course, as always, I felt guilty for leaving. But once I left, I was happy with my decisi...

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In the Darkness of Morning
The first phone call came in at 6:30 a.m. "Mom how did this happen? What are we going to do?" On that Wednesday morning, we woke up to the realization that we had a new President. My boys were scared. I can't remember ever feeling literaly scared for our li...

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Stepping Away
Stepping away from my life is imperative to my sanity. There must be some distance between me and my reality to take a full perspective of it. It's impossible to look at the big picture of your life when you are immersed in it. It's just like you can't see ...

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My Invisible Job
This morning I woke up tired. Once I got my head on half-way straight, I realized that I was pissed off. This weekend sucked, royally. Saturday morning I woke up and thought to myself,  Shit! It's meltdown day.  I got that sinking, queasy feeling in my stom...

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Senior Year Hell
I've done this before. I should know what I'm doing by now, right? How come it doesn't feel like it? Why does it all feel brand new? One would think a mother of three, just might have shit figured out by the time her last child reaches his senior year of hi...
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