I noticed something by accident yesterday that I think might help people during this stressful time. In my case, I bought a lotion bar some time ago that smells like roses – one of my favorite scents. I have seasonal allergies, so I’d laid a tissue on top of the lotion bar and when I … More Pick your scent for calming
Just to get this out of the way, this is not my first cat. I’ve had three others myself and know many other people with cats, so I’m not uninformed about cat behavior. It’s pretty universal that cats prefer the faucet to any other water source (including the specially-designed cat fountain I shelled out for). … More My cat is attracted to water
It’s probably fibro-fog, that insidious clouder of minds associated with fibromyalgia. I don’t care where it’s from, it’s driving me nuts. I think I can identify with people with early-stage dementia. It’s like your brain no longer works. Things you’ve done routinely for years? Gone. Tasks that you’ve done over and over again? Forget half. … More My crumbling brain
I just read a couple of articles out of the NY Times about microaggressions. Those little things that people say or do that communicate something negative to you whether it’s because of your race, gender, religion etc. That got me wondering about microaggressions and bullying. This isn’t something big like shaking someone down for their … More Microaggressions on self-esteem?
I didn’t go looking for a pit bull puppy. In fact, when I saw that in the description of dogs available for adoption I moved on, thinking “I don’t need to invite that kind of trouble.” Me – the person whose first dog as a couple with my husband had been a rottweiler/German shepherd mix … More The truth about pit bulls
I don’t know about everyone else, but I have days where I just feel blech. Like today for instance. There’s no one thing I can put my finger on. I’m a little headachy, a little nauseous, a bit achy all over – you know, blech. And it doesn’t help that I can’t just curl up … More What do you do when you feel “blech”?
I do remember a time before my dad went blind, but being so young it’s cloudy and vague. I remember him showing me how to plant pumpkins in our backyard by using the end of the hoe to make the hole and than dropping the seeds in and covering them up. The rest are less … More Blind man’s daughter
Lest we think the disabled minority is something that can be ignored, I submit to you that it’s a very important concern for everyone. Those who aren’t currently disabled are only one accident or illness away from joining those of us who are. Or one child away from it being our concern. This is something … More The minority group anyone can join
I know there have to be a bunch of moms who have kids on the spectrum out there and I wanted to reach out to you. Our older son, Parker, was diagnosed with ASD when he was three, but once I knew what to look for, the signs were there as early as 18 months. … More Autism mom, anyone?
By maternal lottery, I was born into a family with a disability. My dad, specifically. He had complications from Type 1 diabetes and went blind just after I turned 4. Since I didn’t know any differently, I didn’t know how to react when my school friends came home and asked in hushed whispers “What’s wrong … More How disabilities shaped my life