I went to the reading of my friend Jenny’s book “Let’s Pretend This Never Happened”. I’ve gone out of my way to hatch a plan for her anxiety disorder and she comes to Georgia is a total douche. Before you kick me in the esophagus on her behalf, give me a chance to explain. Writing [...]
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“retarded” is never the right word
I had to have one of the toughest conservations a parent has to have with a child. Not THAT conversation. We had that conversation a long time ago. It involved graphs and diagrams and cookies. My 14yo son wanted to tell me about the funny thing his school buddies did. The story began with, ” [...]
my mother’s gift
I was too young to fully grasp my loss when I left that hospital alone. I was a beaming 23 when I brought home my first baby. A little older when my first daughter took her wobbly steps. I felt ancient at my youngest’s cancer bedside. Next year I am the mom of a high [...]
making Mother’s Day a little more
I’ve known a lot of mothers. I’ve been a mother for 14 years. I’ve known mothers who fought a daily battle with emotional, mental or physical disease in their own bodies. I’ve knows mothers who would have gladly fought those battles for their child if they could. I’ve known single mothers who have struggled to [...]
the dance of sacrifice
When two parents are separating it’s easy to let anger and hurt take priority over the children you share. Normal people, those unhindered by handicaps, have the luxury of furious departures. Something the wheelchair, and the limitations that go with it, have forced upon us is greater compromise. The reasons that we can no longer [...]
some of my best friends are people
I’m a 38yo female. Some of my best friends are 38. In fact, my BEST friend iS 38yo. I love a bunch of people who are younger/older than me. I am Asian. Some of my best friends are Asian! (Coincidence, they’re just cool not a cultural thing) I have friends that represent every color and [...]
they grow so fast
How did this happen? They were just babies. I have the proof. They are going to be amazing adults if the outstanding kids they have become is any sign of things to come. Every day I get to spend with them is more precious than the last. *OOOF* my heart
as dave matthews said, crash into me
I have these moments where my world collide. The me that blogs and talks to crowds of people circles the me that wears my pajama pants to the store. The me that plays social media roulette circle the me that once had coffee with other parents of very sick kids. Sometimes the worlds crash headfirst. [...]
do over
There are days you wake and by the time you lay your head back on the pillow you just want to call “DO OVER!” You have no idea of the shitstorm of events about to start just by brushing the sleep from your eyes. Instead of birds chirping. The smell of coffee brewing. Even the [...]
working together at working together
Peter helped me with my shoes. He pushed me down the road to the neighbor’s house. We took turns talking to the boy and the parent about the situation and our reactions and the resulting outcomes. We presented a united front for the sake of our children. For the well-being of our girls we stopped [...]
not MY daughters
Brushing your teeth should come with no bigger shock than a weird piece of roast beef stuck between your molars. When you haven’t HAD roast beef. ???? Anywaaaay. I got a bigger shock when my 8yo came to me and told me about a neighborhood boy who had pulled down his pants on the trampoline [...]
my first
He was the first person I ever held in my arms that shared my blood. The girls would come, but HE WAS MY FIRST. The doctor put him on my belly and I can’t even explain what happened. The sun exploded. Time stopped. Everything that WAS changed. It happened two more times. But he was [...]
being together
Christmas morning at the nursing home was an experience. I lived in this constant fear of my family leaving and not coming back. There were cards, the kids brought gifts, we tried to celebrate together. I remember the laughing of the kids. I hugged them SO tight. I was very tired, but was afraid to [...]
About Anissa
Erma Bombeck said something that pretty much defines my approach to life.... "When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and I could say, "I used everything you gave me." If you switch the word TALENT for LOVE or LAUGHTER or HAPPINESS....it still stands.
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