“Do you know what I wish I was?” I asked my son Jared right before we fell asleep the other night. The house was dark and finally quiet...

Your Sun Will Never Speak He lies in bed and breathes and has been doing so for twenty-three years unexpectedly a loss before his...

A song for another time... Every week I have what I’ve begun thinking of as Philosophical Sundays with my son Jared. He’s a very...

Smoothies & Sundays One weekend morning a week my adult son with autism comes home and we cook together. This morning we made chocolate...