The smallest of gestures can declare independence
Nearby, friendly drivers were honking at the colorful parade and I wanted to yell to them that the little girl in the front wagon was my daughter and she just waved....
Nearby, friendly drivers were honking at the colorful parade and I wanted to yell to them that the little girl in the front wagon was my daughter and she just waved....
The career girl still lies inside of me, but so does the mother. I still go to events just not in career clothes and not as an editor....
One thought was dominating all others as I sat in my first support group for parents of children with disabilities: Maybe I should leave. The group's facilitators had just passed around an inspirational essay called "Welcome to Holland.'' It goes something like this: A family plans a...
At the duck fishing booth, no one thinks anything of Meredith tossing the fishing net aside and just sticking her chubby hand in the water to fetch a prize toy duck....
As a journalism major at the University of Texas, I spent hours in the Jesse H. Jones Communication Center laboring in the newspaper lab over every paragraph, every lead and every word of a story. Today in the same building, I spend two hours a week...
I had spent months agonizing over whether to get the placard for my 3-year-old daughter, Meredith, who is developmentally delayed and uses a walker....