We keep searching for simplicity but life seems to get more complicated as we go along. Your post made me stop, think and revaluate. Maybe I'll get to that "it is enough" point today...or tomorrow?
It would be understandible if it wasn't so considering the early portion of your journey but, you are often, in my opinion, the sanest person in the virtual room. Therefore as they say in NA, I'm going to keep coming. I love uou.
I understand the frustration of dealing with a school board when trying to get the best programming for your son. My sister spent more than a year fighting her school district to get them to provide the specialized the education her 5 year old non-verbal autistic daughter needed. It involved many meetings, and even lawyers to get them to finally agree that the district would pay for her daughter to attend a highly-regarded school that specialized in the education of autistic children. The fight sucked the life out her, but she got it done, and her daughter was registered in the appropriate school. Then, a week later, at the age of 36, my sister died in her sleep. But my niece got the benefit of the best education that this area of upstate NY could provide her. Stay strong. Your son is worth it.
I am silently shouting hallelujah to every word you have written here! This year I will leave behind my 59th year as a memory. Bitter sweet Ness in your words but also gratitude acceptance and - well - plenty. Enough. 🙏🏼🌻♥️ PS Allison we spoke on my birthday when I came to see you year before last and hear the songs from ‘Blood’ - My one wish when I turned 58. It was such a soulful and celebratory night there in Vienna Virginia with you Hayes and your friend - The real estate musician from Nashville. I can’t begin to tell you how many parallels I see feel and resonate with in your book up to one point where everything went differently for us. But I relate so much to your story and I’m so inspired by your light. My sister and I began to call each other ‘ nightlite’ after that evening. She and I share so many parallels with you and your beautiful sister at the end of that hallway. I think you for every song and every written word. 🙏🏼🌻🎶🖼 📚🌻♥️
Good timing. As I cross the other side of menopause I have found myself not practicing as much patience with myself and others. My easy going gentle self has turned into someone acknowledging her mortality and taking less 💩 than ever before. I am making my way through and to accepting my grey hair and curvy body. I do miss not being as sweet as I once was but I do not miss taking what is left over. ❤️🌈
This gives me hope, AM, as I feel I am yet again in a “time when life feels so hard, I can’t see that it can ever not.” But I am holding on as best I can and you are one of my few irreplaceable lifelines. Thank you. JB
Thank you for accepting me. This is my first "read" and I cannot articulate beautifully enough how this touches me. In my youth, the eye roll given to those who have "lived" what I had yet to witness. I know now, nearly 60, and yet what more have I to learn? Thank you AM. You are a treasure.
There is something special about those early morning hours. One of the advantages of the pandemic has been that I have more time to prepare for the day because my commute is 25ft, I haven’t measured it, rather than 35 miles. A chance to look out over the fields and grab my binoculars to watch a fox or a deer and to watch the sun rising over the mountains.
The day ahead always seems more challenging than it actually is. Being prepared, putting on your armour to meet the day is a worthwhile ritual.
Thank you for those beautiful words Allison. I hope you had a great day yesterday. All true and so recognizable what you say. All the best and lots of love from Belgium, Yvo.
I’m fascinated by Latin. So every week, I try to find the Latin word that I feel best describes the throughline of the piece.
What a beautiful moment of reflection and clarity. Thank you for sharing, Allison! Hugs!
We keep searching for simplicity but life seems to get more complicated as we go along. Your post made me stop, think and revaluate. Maybe I'll get to that "it is enough" point today...or tomorrow?
It would be understandible if it wasn't so considering the early portion of your journey but, you are often, in my opinion, the sanest person in the virtual room. Therefore as they say in NA, I'm going to keep coming. I love uou.
I understand the frustration of dealing with a school board when trying to get the best programming for your son. My sister spent more than a year fighting her school district to get them to provide the specialized the education her 5 year old non-verbal autistic daughter needed. It involved many meetings, and even lawyers to get them to finally agree that the district would pay for her daughter to attend a highly-regarded school that specialized in the education of autistic children. The fight sucked the life out her, but she got it done, and her daughter was registered in the appropriate school. Then, a week later, at the age of 36, my sister died in her sleep. But my niece got the benefit of the best education that this area of upstate NY could provide her. Stay strong. Your son is worth it.
Love and strength to your family.
Happy Birthday Allison thank you for being you for all that you give you are a gift. Know that you help so much. More than words can say
I am silently shouting hallelujah to every word you have written here! This year I will leave behind my 59th year as a memory. Bitter sweet Ness in your words but also gratitude acceptance and - well - plenty. Enough. 🙏🏼🌻♥️ PS Allison we spoke on my birthday when I came to see you year before last and hear the songs from ‘Blood’ - My one wish when I turned 58. It was such a soulful and celebratory night there in Vienna Virginia with you Hayes and your friend - The real estate musician from Nashville. I can’t begin to tell you how many parallels I see feel and resonate with in your book up to one point where everything went differently for us. But I relate so much to your story and I’m so inspired by your light. My sister and I began to call each other ‘ nightlite’ after that evening. She and I share so many parallels with you and your beautiful sister at the end of that hallway. I think you for every song and every written word. 🙏🏼🌻🎶🖼 📚🌻♥️
Good timing. As I cross the other side of menopause I have found myself not practicing as much patience with myself and others. My easy going gentle self has turned into someone acknowledging her mortality and taking less 💩 than ever before. I am making my way through and to accepting my grey hair and curvy body. I do miss not being as sweet as I once was but I do not miss taking what is left over. ❤️🌈
This gives me hope, AM, as I feel I am yet again in a “time when life feels so hard, I can’t see that it can ever not.” But I am holding on as best I can and you are one of my few irreplaceable lifelines. Thank you. JB
Thank you for accepting me. This is my first "read" and I cannot articulate beautifully enough how this touches me. In my youth, the eye roll given to those who have "lived" what I had yet to witness. I know now, nearly 60, and yet what more have I to learn? Thank you AM. You are a treasure.
True, poignant, and beautifully described. I am 70 and I know what you're talking about! Thanks.
There is something special about those early morning hours. One of the advantages of the pandemic has been that I have more time to prepare for the day because my commute is 25ft, I haven’t measured it, rather than 35 miles. A chance to look out over the fields and grab my binoculars to watch a fox or a deer and to watch the sun rising over the mountains.
The day ahead always seems more challenging than it actually is. Being prepared, putting on your armour to meet the day is a worthwhile ritual.
❤️
Thank you for those beautiful words Allison. I hope you had a great day yesterday. All true and so recognizable what you say. All the best and lots of love from Belgium, Yvo.