Posts Tagged ‘ children ’

1991, 1997, and then again in 2011, I’ve experienced a sudden rush of overwhelming grief. This year, though, it’s been followed by the realization that death can come unannounced to anyone, anywhere, anytime.
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India wins the Cricket World Cup after 28 years and I discover something startling about myself.
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It’s 2011 and yet we don’t seem to have gotten out of the rut that discriminates against disabled women. I’m not hopeful things will change for the better any time soon. Are you?
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As I bid adieu to 2010, I hope you’ll take the time connect or reconnect with my musings. It’s been a wonderful ride and I look forward to your company in 2011.
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A list of absolute no-no’s for new and old parents … this is not something you find in Parenting 101.
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Dedicated to the kids in my life who remind me how far I’ve come on this journey and how detached I’ve become from the simple pleasures of everyday living.
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Today, I share with you the introduction to a story I wrote in 2004 about two women disabled in very different ways … one a diabetic and the other a paralyzed stroke victim. Part 1 is not so much their story as mine…in the next three days, I will take you on their journeys…
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Recently I was interviewed by a high school student for a class assignment. His topic was Religion: Creed, Community, Calling and he asked me a lot of questions pertaining to my upbringing, my exposure to religion, my parent’s views, and my own beliefs. In telling him how I’ve come to an agnostic standpoint, I…
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I’ve always had a hard time explaining ethics. Let me give you an example: why do I think lying is wrong? Because my parents told me so and because my teachers reinforced that idea in elementary and middle school. It was drilled into my being that it’s unethical (at an age when I didn’t…
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I have slept an average of five hours since Monday. Just can’t seem to shut my brain off as easily as I flick the light switch. The clock seems to move ever so slowly, almost mocking me. I keep thinking of pleasant things in an attempt to make one of them my last one,…
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