Thank you for your patience. Thank you for your compassionate smile as my son loads onto the bus on a lift that takes his wheelchair up. He smiles down at me as we wait for the driver to get on and then roll him in. You see us smiling and it’s contagious. Thank you for… Continue reading Patience Required
The point is that this is life. This is love, and sex, and parenthood. These are relationships and this is communication, stilted and awkward as those two both can be. This is taking time to listen, and going slowly. These are four people circumnavigating disability. Two lovers, both with cerebral palsy, and the pregnant mother… Continue reading This is the Point
Still writing. Just keeping it to myself. Putting it into something bigger. Recently I wrote an article for Bloom, an online magazine for parenting kids with disabilities. I remember when we arrived in Toronto and I first read Bloom. It was a hard copy magazine then. It feels pretty great to be a part of… Continue reading Yep. Still Here. Still Writing.
'I love you, Sebastian. Do you love me?' Tallula leans over me to see her big brother, anchored down into the accessible spot on the GO bus back to the train station. Sebastian smiles. Tallula sees him and repeats his 'yes' out loud in case I missed it. I scroll through photos tonight to look… Continue reading What I See
I know that scars are supposed to be ‘cool’. Remember Luke Perry and his tiny scar over his eyebrow that really just ended up being a bowling accident or something of the like? We all thought he was such a dreamy ‘bad boy.’ I know that it could have been much worse. And that for… Continue reading Sunglasses and Glue
I've had a lot of time to think about what happened. After two plus days in bed one thing is certain, our bed isn't that comfortable. I wasn't being over confident. If anything just relaxed. Happy to be out in the sunshine. The freedom of a night with other adults ahead of me. I took… Continue reading Bicycles and Memories.