Parenting
I'm Hurting

I’m Hurting

*Warning – Images may be disturbing. I’ve been keeping a secret. But I’m tired of hiding. I wear gloves ALL THE TIME. Some of you may have noticed. Some not. There is a reason. It all started about four or five (or six) months ago. A few little bumps – nothing crazy. But then there...
I Can't Even

I Can’t Even

Ever get to the ‘I can’t even’ place? I do. My brain goes in a hundred different directions every single day. I want to paint. I want to write. I want to act. I want to sing. I want to dance. I want to parent, teach, play, talk, film… But I can’t do all the...
He Will

He Will

I thought I would be alone this Valentine’s. And the truth is, I panicked. I was a 44-year-old woman, with two special needs kids, living in the middle of central Pennsylvania – without a partner or my family, but always surrounded by friends. I would be lying if I said I never panicked. I would...
He Brought Me Sticks

He Brought Me Sticks

He brought me sticks. Might sound silly, but it meant the world when my world was crumbling down. I had just moved into town, away from a magestic mountain, acres of land, the beautiful barn, a meandering wooded trail… it only dawned on me around 10:30, the night before class, that I had already scheduled an...
Do Good

Do Good

Last night did not go as expected AT ALL. I wrote ‘ACTION!’ five years ago – and boy were things different five years ago… I had just acted in my first play. Something I never had any ambition to do. My family graciously watched my boys so I could spend endless hours pouring myself into...
Too Good to be True

Too Good to be True

I made a promise. Through bittersweet tears, with no fear in my heart, I made a promise. Three years ago I stood in front of a hundred plus people and I promised them that I would bring them multi-generational theatre YEAR ROUND. Today I walked into an old, empty auto parts store, after four, ONLY...
Mr. Independent

Mr. Independent

My boys are in 4th and 5th grade. They had a dance tonight. I thought nothing much of it except to wonder if they’d let me take pictures (since I had to be there with Dane anyway). I mean, of course I would be there, Dane’s nine, in a wheelchair and his home health aide...
I Wish

I Wish

I wish I could have told you I was worth it. I wish I could have told you I would try to change the world. I wish there was a ‘me’ moment that you would not regret And knowing I was out there wouldn’t leave you feeling cold. I wish that I had had a...
Called

Called

I hated kids – when I was one. I never babysat, because they hated me back. I had no idea that they would save me one day… but they did. I’m struggling with today. I am struggling to admit that I’m human, much less American, Midwestern, Pennsylvanian… It’s never made any difference to me AT...
I Love My Ma!

I Love My Ma!

Be sure that I love my Mama. I am searching for my birth family NOT because I am lacking anything in regards to the family who chose to raise me, but because I choose to seek the total truth. That is who I am. You can agree or disagree, but that is who I am....
Family

Family

“…let your mom and sister know that they are family to us now too. If they want to come “home” with you, I want them to know they are welcome. Them being your family connects them to us as surely as your DNA does. It’s not a game of tug of war to see which...
Anyone Want to Start a School?

Anyone Want to Start a School?

Every year, about this time, I wander around the house, void of common sense, unable to successfully fake socially acceptable behavior or remotely control my emotions in any way. I dread the first day of school for many, many reasons. Let’s be honest. My children are not ‘normal’ by any stretch of the imagination. I...