It stinks that he's beautiful, the boy who Summit doesn't get along with because an extremely petty part of me wants him to be hideous. (I started to type, "the boy that bullies Summit", but that would be an overstatement as from all accounts they antagonize each other constantly.) That fact that they equally harass each other is oddly comforting actually. Summit has been bullied over the … [Read more...]
I don't talk a lot about Bear and William's Syndrome on here. I think that I've said it before that this is kind of an escape for me here on my blog, but every now and again I like to talk about him. Because he's just pretty awesome. :) Today he graduated from pre-school. He was precious and got the loudest round of applause when his name was called. He ran up to get his … [Read more...]
My mom had an amazing collection of antique tea cups that belonged to my great grand-mother. They were beautiful, porcelain and delicate. Various shapes, sizes and colors; the kind of cups that Princesses drank tea out of. The handles were intricate, and each tea cup shone with rainbows and sunshine in my child's mind and my heart would beat in a quickened rhythm when my mother would let me … [Read more...]
Last week when Bear had surgery, I steeled myself. I just can't go to that mysterious there sometimes. There is weakness, there is statistics and there is my grief, ready as a wet woolen blanket to be thrown back on all over. When he was wheeled away on the almost comically over-sized hospital bed, I swallowed the lump back and turned away. NO. When the nurse came to say he was in surgery, … [Read more...]
