Words, words, words. I love words. They are my bread and jam. My coffee and cookies.My safe space.My way to connect to you and to the past and the future. They preserve my children. They advocate for those without a voice. They make me a bit of money (just enough to get my hair done each month!) They make me laugh, cry, dream, cringe, gape, bellow, shiver.
They make me.
This blog is a place for many words and stories and thoughts that come as they will. I will talk about my family, my work, autism, writing, and other things.
I am determined to keep this honest. So, there will be good days and bad days and all the days in between. (Not too much of a diary, I promise. I’ve never ever been good with diaries…despite all my attempts back in the late 80’s).
Today was a good day overall. Here’s something amazing from today: