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The Good Luck
Focus on the good luck The rocket lands in the ocean By sheer luck nothing catches on fire this weekend, We are healthy- alive- under quiet dry skies, Birds chirp,… Read more
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I wait patiently until I’m not waiting anymore, I arrive right where I need to be
“It’s only his bones that are left, a bit of rotting flesh and skin. His brain, his soul, who he was is gone” I say. The smell of dead sea… Read more
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I’m going to Enjoy living until I die
I did it! I successfully dropped Jack off for his first day of preschool! It worked out perfect because Fiona didn’t have school today, so she got to “come check… Read more
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Separation Devastation and The Greatest Day Ever
“I want Fiona” Jack cries, next to me holding my leg as I wave at the school bus, driving Fiona to Preschool. Fiona gets on the bus happy, greeting her… Read more
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International Women’s Day
At first, I’m mad, I’m still mad. The International Women’s Day and Strike is today. I’m mad because I can’t participate. I’m mad because so many women can’t participate. I’m… Read more
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My Creative Mind
Quiet. I don’t even want to listen to music right now. I’m in my studio, Monday, March 6th, 2017, 1:46 PM. Babies asleep. I haven’t had a chance to… Read more
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Three Years Old!
How can it be? Three years old today! Angels stop! STOP growing!! Jacks soft little foot rests on mine under the kitchen table. A sweet warm layer forms between our… Read more
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Zoo Babies and a Happy Sunday
Wow! I just realize it’s 9:30 AM already! I wonder what time I woke up? Must have been close to 9:00. When I walk into Jack and Fiona’s room, they… Read more
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Transitions and Total Communication
Peppa Pig on the T.V., Jack and Fiona watch with earnest while they eat their breakfast. I sip on my second cup of coffee; too sweet, a bit cold. Rain… Read more
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FIONA’S Rights!
Last night I see the moon, it’s big and bright. Beautiful. I have put the babies to bed and finished cleaning up. I’m relaxing on the couch, reading and writing… Read more
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THE MOST effective educators children have, or will ever have, Parents.
“I’m going to get the mat, it’s in my room” I say. Fiona repeats “The mat” several times. She doesn’t have her hearing aids in. I try to sign “I’m… Read more
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