my history of understanding friendship — act III: of course I’m on a spectrum…

No relationship lives in black and white—and apparently, neither do I. In Act I, I told you about Cheri—the first friend who saw me without flinching. That friendship cracked something open in me, and then it broke me when it ended. In Act II, I picked up the pieces and tried to rebuild myself out … Continue reading my history of understanding friendship — act III: of course I’m on a spectrum…

my history of understanding friendship — act I: the bracelet-making soulmate and the life-sized goodbye..

When I was a kid, friendship felt pretty straightforward. You’d walk up to another kid on the playground and ask if they wanted to play. If they said yes and were nice, boom: friend. If they said no or broke one of my sacred, unspoken rules? Not a friend. Just some kid with poor judgment. … Continue reading my history of understanding friendship — act I: the bracelet-making soulmate and the life-sized goodbye..

while I slept

Monday in the wee hours of the morning when the sun had not yet risen my friend did something magical.  Amazing.  Incredible. She gave birth to a baby girl. While I curled up in blissful slumber with my beautiful (feverish) child and darling husband she was just a couple of miles away laboring to bring … Continue reading while I slept

thankful…

I realize that Thanksgiving is the time I'm supposed to be thankful for stuff and things and what not, but I can't help it that it's now during the winter holiday that I'm feeling thankful. Never mind the more than 2 feet of snow settled into our yard.  Forget that I have to cancel my … Continue reading thankful…