Wildflowers for Jade

“Am I scary?” I asked my son. He wrinkled his brow. “Only when you mean to be,” he answered. That seemed appropriate. It was rando...

I started this blog so, so many years ago shortly before Jaden got his autism diagnosis. I’m actually a fairly private person (no, really) ...

Jaden has been asking for a dog for a long time. We had to save up for one that we can train as a service dog for him.   I took him to vis...

I started cursing when Jaden’s dad left. I’m not saying I never cursed before, but the divorce proceedings brought out an unrestrained, al...

New Orleans wasn't the only area hit by Hurricane Katrina. 70 miles south, at the mouth of the Mississippi River and just a few miles ...

and learning how to breathe.  Some time back I wrote how getting the diagnosis and learning to live in this altered universe was like ...

The clerk at the gas station listens with wide eyes and a whisper of a smile as Jaden spits out what seems to be my life story with 100 mp...

I love homeschooling, but it's not what you think. I ran across a post recently about 'reluctant learners' and mother...