A Celebration of Love & Stories

A Celebration of Love & Stories

A few months ago, I was thinking about the end of May. Because at the end of May is when my mom would have been 100 years-old. I found myself reflecting on her life and the loving, joyful effect she had on those around her. During this time, I wanted to gather with...
It’s the Small Things

It’s the Small Things

This was written in early January of 2020 It’s the small things that help me. Tonight at the local grocery store, outside, eating under the stars is one of their workers* on break, a young man who is also autistic. He’s very open about his autism. He’s sweet and kind...
I Love You into Love

I Love You into Love

You are seen. Everything is seen No judge here Simply seen. People in your world wrapped up in judgment I do not judge I love I love you into love I love you into love beyond the highest hills and mountaintops I love you into love beyond the greatest ocean depths I...
A Riser You Become

A Riser You Become

You were a warrior when young Then the world crouched in and a worrier you became And then you stood up and the world crouched out And Riser you became Regardless of the world, regardless of naysayers, of unconscious ones A Rise you became Rise I rise Rising like the...
When Pee Becomes A Pleasant Distraction

When Pee Becomes A Pleasant Distraction

I thought I was helping a friend over the phone when he interrupted me abruptly. I didn’t mind the interruption. I didn’t mind the abruptness. But the tone of voice was harsh, almost angry, and definitely impatient – and I felt hurt. My solar plexus hurt. I did the...