What Makes an Artist

In only the past two days, each of my teenage artists has questioned whether they are indeed artists. One has lamented her talent and and ability while also questioning whether anyone else outside of a small, specialized niche would ever be interested in her art and...

I Resemble That Remark

If you’re a fan of Groucho Marx, the Looney Tunes character Foghorn Leghorn, or The Three Stooges, you are likely familiar with the sarcastic refrain, I resemble that remark. It’s a bit of a touché response acknowledging with a touch of humor that a criticism may...

Just Because

As you may know, the premise of this blog is that love is not so much an emotion we experience as depicted in the movies or books, a feeling that carries us away on clouds surrounded by rainbows and unicorns, but that love is a choice we get to make each and every day...

Through Another’s Eyes

For several years now I have been on a quest to create some kind of community around our family, like-minded folks who also might even be neurodivergent so my girls and I could have a safe space to be, to find joy, and to enjoy the company of others who experience the...

What’s in a Name?

“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose/ By any other name would smell as sweet.” (spoken by Juliet in Romeo & Juliet, Act II, Scene II) Does a name truly define a person, the essence of a person, or is it, as Juliet suggests, merely a label without meaning?...

The Journey of Friendships

If I had to pinpoint one of the hardest years of my teenage life, it would definitely have to be my Freshman year of high school. I was 14 and I had a “best” friend who influenced me in ways that were neither good nor healthy. In other words, that was the year I made...