Eloquence as Legacy
My mother Victoria took prolific notes. Her handwriting was an elegant cursive, quite different from my chicken scratch (that even I have difficulty deciphering sometimes). She penned lovely postcards during her travels. Clever greeting cards…
More Autism Awareness
For many folks on the autism spectrum, medical encounters are fraught with anxiety and fear. Sensory issues, limited ability to understand procedures and express themselves, the speed at which things are expected to proceed, traumatic…
MelindaApril 9, 2024
These Monikered Months
A month of daffodils is upon us. Yay, spring!! April has been branded both Autism Awareness Month and National Poetry Month. Here you go, then, a post that covers both. I’ve shared this poem before,…
MelindaApril 2, 2024
Anxiety, the unwelcome house guest (who never seems to leave).
An older painting I did of Bink stimming at the beach. Agita Sometimes I think there four of us making a life inside this sweet gray house. Add the felines, we make a quirky…
MelindaFebruary 28, 2024
A Tale of Two Motorists
Poem for the Pissed-Off Driver I have a third eye that sees beyond your scowl, man-behind -the-wheel who couldn’t bear to wait when I slowed to turn right and so zoomed past, horn blaring,…
MelindaFebruary 20, 2024