I grew up surrounded by women who looked at life while arching a brow.  They taught me that “pretty” is ephemeral, and “smart” and “funny” last a lifetime.  They taught me that I can find my way if I give myself enough credit.

Because I have always been self-conscious of my appearance and hate being the center of attention, The Universe and all the powers that run it (and manage its various departments) blessed me with a son who commands attention because of his combination of a disability and a wonderful sense of self.

I am a stay-at-home something…I really don’t know what it is I do.  I have two sons who drive me nuts and make me happy. I married the only person in the world who knows ME, and I feel very fortunate that -knowing what he does- he still puts up with me.

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  1. Lola, I found your blog when randomly checking WordPress for the autism tag, and I must say, those women you mention here? They did a great job. You’re an amazing person. I love your descriptions here, and I know while they’re upbeat and humorous, you shed your share of tears. I admire you, and really appreciate you sharing your life here. Keep at it, it’s inspiring to others and a wonderful encouragement for others who deal with various levels of autism.

    • Thank you, Nadia. I like to think that I’m living up to the lessons I learned from my “moms.” None of them really got to know J, but I know they would have loved him and encouraged us to work every single day to make his life better. In that spirit, I wake up every day and tell myself that as longs as I can breathe, I can laugh at things that are not, well, even remotely perfect.

      Nice to hear from you. Peek in whenever you want to know if I’ve made it down the stairs in one piece. I forgot to mention today that I can’t shampoo the carpet…God only knows what would happen to whatever uncooked rice I was unable to fish out! J, by the way, has been crouching down to pick grains up all day and he thinks it’s hilarious and does the same “AAAAA EEEEE” that I did yesterday when I plummeted. The sense of humor, it seems, is hereditary!

    • Thank you. I appreciate the feedback. I don’t know if what I do is more than just “talking to myself,” but if anyone gets something out of my ramblings…it can’t all be bad, right?

  2. Dear friend, Thank you very much, I was really happy to have been following your blog. I’m still a lot to figure out, and here I can only say that you are an awesome blogger, full Inspiring and hope you can inspire more readers. Thanks and greetings compassion from Gede Prama 🙂

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