The Empty Swing

It was strategically placed so it could be viewed while standing at the kitchen sink, but somehow over the years became almost invisible due to

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Extravagant Gifts

For many years my sisters have gathered at the Chautauqua Institute for a week of fellowship, faith, music, and learning. I never attended for a

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Parking Challenges

On and off over the years I have considered pursuing a handicapped parking permit to use only as needed when Micah’s autism may trigger behavior

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Rebel Days

They are fortunately few and far between, so when they occur they tend to catch Micah’s aides and me by surprise. Today was such a

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Fourteen Years

Micah was fourteen years old when his father died, thus it occurred to me earlier this month that at twenty eight, he has now lived

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Forager in Residence

When a good friend noted that Micah has been putting on some pounds, I dismissed the comment quickly, saying that I had not noticed. However

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The Kindness of Strangers

It was not one of Micah’s better days. His OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) was raging, and he could not seem to stop himself from trying

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Rag or Treasured Security

For at least two or three years I have contemplated throwing out Micah’s favorite pajamas. Repaired, then worn beyond repair, the pj bottoms should have

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Whiskey Man

The bottle was tucked away in the cupboard above the refrigerator, back behind the crock pot and cookbooks. It was a gift to my husband

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The Birthday Song

Ever since he was a toddler and we found that autism would be part of Micah’s life journey, Micah’s birthday has been a somewhat bittersweet

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