Category: Family Synapse

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Peace on Earth

“Peace on Earth. Goodwill to all mankind,” the ancient words proclaim. For me, this season of peace begins with songs and conversations with my neighbors from a distant land. In some ways very different from me, and in many ways the same. This past week I was privileged to host two singers from South Africa. Their chorus, Bergrivierkoor, was travelling around Boston, our Seacoast, NYC and then on to Belgium. This was their time to sing...

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Photo Dump

If I told you that next week I will tell you the wonderfulness that kept me busy this week, will you just accept this photo dump as a post for now? Also, if you don’t subscribe to this blog yet, you’ll want to. Just put your email over yonder on the right where it says Follow This Blog. Each post will be hand delivered to your email by the kindly old mailman in your computer....

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Forest Trails and Tall Tales

Every now and again I invite my Facebook friends to caption a picture. I love reading what you write. Friend us on Facebook and join us next time. First place for putting Aidan in the company of greatness goes to Melissa: Me, Peter Fonda and Jack Nicholson “Born To Be Wild”!! First place for making my son sound like a teenager goes to Joanna: Go rake the leaves, they said. It’ll be fun, they said....

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Let’s Play a Game

It’s called Name My Blog. It goes like this… Blogmaster Uncly Joshy has some cool design ideas for this blog but it needs a name. He created a super fancy google doc complete with a To-Do list and star ratings for favorite blog names. He’s working hard and prepared for battle (not sure why). Can you tell?   Don’t you want to help him? Ladies?   It’s time again for you to pull your weight...

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I Voted

I voted for the guy who saw my husband in his underwear. That’s not weird, is it? It was March 2013. Winter. A cold and snowy winter. Our house was being renovated. A community project, all hands on deck, everyone has something to give. We had no living room, no mudroom, no front door. The only entrance to our house was through the door that opens from our bedroom onto our deck. The door that...

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The Cuteness and the Mess

I frantically looked for a pumpkin on Halloween Day because, well, whatever with planning ahead. My kids have mostly outgrown Halloween but Liam emailed me from school (um, son, shouldn’t you be studying?) to ask for a pumpkin or a potato, because, according to him, we just need something to carve. I found a pumpkin and Liam searched the internet for ideas. Now Liam has many wonderful gifts and I can sing his praises at...

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Motley Crew

We appeared to be a motley crew at first; two middle aged moms, a young girl, a teenage boy, and an older gentleman. And yet we’d all had our lives changed by some of the same people. Aidan and I were in the waiting room at the orthotist’s office anticipating new foot braces and a lift to eliminate his leg length discrepency. In walked a young girl with a tiny walker and pretty pink glasses....

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A New Chart and an Old Failure

The mini-cheesecakes are in the oven and the breakfast cookies are cooling. What is it about feeding people that is so deeply entwined with connection, comfort and healing? I couldn’t feed Aidan in his first year. His brain wouldn’t allow him to breathe, suck, and swallow at the same time. I pumped breast milk for him, hoping each day that he would get strong enough to nurse. He never did and I suppose this was the...

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Including Aidan

Inclusion is a trigger word for me. It’s the kind of word that makes me want to pull out all of my hair and run screaming for the hills. My son Aidan has an undiagnosed developmental disability, and I have years of experience now with IEP meetings. The first years of Aidan’s schooling were hard for all of the usual reasons. As his educational team, we did our best to include Aidan and learn from...

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Meth Labs and Tall Tales

Ok, this one was my favorite. I invited my Facebook friends to caption this photo of Aidan and his cousin Owen. You, my people, proved yourself to be witty and hilarious and a teeny bit dark. First place for surgery reference goes to Christine:  Yeah dude, I know you’re tired. I am too–you know after two major surgeries and opening my back wide open and stuff. But you’re tired? Sure! Me and my titanium back...