Normally an email like the one I received yesterday from Veronica that says “I got a call from [Ryan’s case manager]. Call me,” would be cause for a five-alarm freak out. Thankfully Veronica knows me well enough to add, “nothing bad.” When I called her, she related the story. There was an autism awareness assembly […]Read more "Autism Advocacy Done Right"
We’ve been here before. Two years ago, on this same sheet of ice, in fact. Ryan’s team made the pee wee house league championship game. The contest was tied through regulation and overtime before they fell in a shootout. Ryan’s disappointment was somewhat tempered when he was named the most improved player of the entire […]Read more "The Best of You"
“We could have used you out there tonight,” the man said to my son, calmly and genuinely, grabbing his hands as he did so, to be sure he was capturing Ryan’s attention. “I think you might have gotten us that extra goal we needed.” A smile crossed Ryan’s face. “I think I would have,” Ryan […]Read more "A Moment Spent, A Memory Created"
“Hockey won’t hold still for a portrait.” The words are not mine, but they echo in my head as if they were. I am trying to force myself to take a mental picture of all that we are experiencing, so that I may remember it forever. So that I may capture and describe it later. […]Read more "Making Hockey Hold Still"
It’s Friday the 13th — but I’m excited, not afraid. You know why? Here’s a few hints. Exciting things are afoot, but I don’t have time to write about them just now. More soon.Read more "Triskadekaphobia"