Email circa 2031: My dear sons, beware “The Toxic 12” – #12 The PR Snobs

Hey boys This is it! We made it. The last email, in this long-running series that began more than six months ago, is finally here. So on the count of three, let's heave a collective sigh of relief shall we? One... Two... Three!!! Sighhhhhh.... Alright, now that we got that outta the way, let's recap … Continue reading Email circa 2031: My dear sons, beware “The Toxic 12” – #12 The PR Snobs

From ‘Aware’ to ‘Accept’ – my unfinished autism journey

[An edited version of this post first appeared here.] C: “Mister Miss Fairy!” Me: “Carrots and Potatoes…” His older brother: “…with Beef Stew!” These are words my sons and I say to each other whenever C is upset, feels threatened, or thinks he’s in trouble. And to diffuse the situation and reassure him, I would respond with the … Continue reading From ‘Aware’ to ‘Accept’ – my unfinished autism journey

Do I say “my son HAS autism” or “my son IS autistic”? It’s really up to him

Photo by Alireza Attari on Unsplash It was rather unexpected. There we were, at what was only our third or fourth meeting in 2019. As mentioned in an earlier post, this rag-tag bunch of fathers who have special needs children, were still getting to know each other. Gathering to bond over shared parenting experiences and … Continue reading Do I say “my son HAS autism” or “my son IS autistic”? It’s really up to him

My Monday Metrical Musings #1

HURL There’s the wallRun to it and Hurl yourself against itAgain and again and againDon’t waste it Til you’re completely bruised and batteredTil you fall to the ground all spent and splattered Here’s another Throw yourself at it tooLike a long-lost friendBack from world’s end Wrap your arms around itAgain and again and againDon’t relent It’s like … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #1