I pull out my handy dandy Android phone and look it up so that I can give the official, correct answer. And so it goes...Veterans Day is the day we remember and pay tribute to all who have served our country in the armed forces. Memorial is the day we remember those who have actually fallen in service to our country in the armed forces. My husband served, and my eldest son is serving now. We thank them and the rest of the members of our family for their service. They are honored on Veterans Day. Today, we give thanks, remembrance and honor to those who have lost their lives in this service.
The moral of this story...Mommy is always right! :-D
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This morning, Blue and Dad decide they want to go to the movies --an activity that they usually reserve to do alone together, which is just fine with me. This time...they invite me and Red to join them. I seriously wanted to decline, and spend he day reading my book, or doing a little art project. I felt the family obligation to go with them. Red, hemmed and hawed and tried to find excuses not to go. We usually just go with that, because ultimately, he ruins the outing for everyone. Today, Blue decides not to take no for an answer.
"I don't want you to stay at home and be bored all by yourself." This is huge for brothers who just came to blows the night before. I tell you that Blue should be considered for sainthood.
Off we go...the whole clan on our way to see "Kung Fu Panda" Woo hoo! NOT! Somehow, I end up sitting next to Red. He just can't help pouncing on me with a barrage of questions and menial complaints. Dad rescues me...we switch seats. The first five-minutes of the movie Red, wants to walk out. This is not his kind of movie. He's more of a Transformers, or Iron Man, kind of guy. Hell, I'm more of a Water for Elephants kind of girl, but I'm there with my family.
Red finally settles down and so do I, into a nice afternoon snooze! That's right...I sleep right through the entire movie. At least I wasn't complaining! I wake up just in time for the ending where two characters are embracing and saying, "You're my dad." Red breaks out in tears...real crocodiles. Dad has to comfort him for several minutes. He says, he feels bad because he doesn't always appreciate his dad. I think ultimately, he really enjoyed the movie.
We all go afterward to 31 Flavors. Ice cream makes everything better. Except, Mommy can no longer do ice cream, because it tears her stomach apart. Oh well...I guess I have to have a margarita instead. Cheers!
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Adelaide Dupont · 285 weeks ago
And for those of us who knew and appreciated these points in high school to a greater or lesser extent - always good to have a refresher and feel them through the current and future generations who we survived to be able to see.
I especially appreciated points 5, 7 and 10.
And young women not settling or settling down yet is a good thing.
"It's never too late to live our dreams" - but it may be too early for some of them!
And 8 of course.
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Maira L. Coral · 216 weeks ago
I was looking for information for my Multi-Genre Disability Research Project from my Early Childhood Special Education class on the web, when suddenly I came across your blog. I started reading this out of curiosity and I want to tell you that as you said yourself, you will not be Amanda Gorman, but you managed to make me shed some tears, perhaps because I felt totally identified with your words, especially in the part that you speak of your son. My son also has Asperger's syndrome, he is 19 years old and he is in the second semester of College. Also like yours, he takes classes from home, likewise my eldest daughter is also taking college classes from her room. At the same time, that I work as a preschool teacher from my kitchen through a computer, my husband sleeps in the room during the day because he works at night. Also in the afternoons I myself take virtual school classes. I am a 51-year-old Latin woman who began to learn the English language as adult, so maybe you find some deficiencies in my writing, however, I was very moved by how proud you express yourself about your son. Referent your mother, I liked the humorous tone that you give when your talk about her, so I did not want to miss this opportunity and stopped my assignments for a moment to let you know that your words do make a difference, since they reach the heart of at least those who have opportunity to read you. I want confess you that is the most long I have written to someone I don't know, because your words inspired me, thank you...
Gavin Bollard · 209 weeks ago
Thanks for this post. I've been very distracted of late and so this was how I found out about our friend Kate. Kate's struggles were very real but they were so constant and so wide-ranging that it was difficult for people around her to address them. I think it's going to take a while longer for me to process all this.
I learned so much from Kate because she was always quick to point out the many injustices in the world. In her glory days, she was very much a crusader and she cared for everyone. Over the years, as her situation took its toll, I came to realise that it was the fact that she couldn't be put in a single specific category, that made the system fail her. She needed help that they weren't set up to provide.
She needed more care and she needed to be less alone. I'm so sorry that this has happened.
For a long while we were corresponding almost every day but a couple of months ago, I realised that she had become so stressed that nearly every interaction I had with her was starting to trigger her. I backed away to give her a bit more space. She only had a little time that she could stand to be online and there were too many things that she wanted to do in that time. I thought that by taking a step back, she could reach out to more people who might be geographically closer and able to assist.
Kate was a beautiful soul and she will be sorely missed by all of us.
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Spoil your cat · 121 weeks ago
Many of these living arrangement aren't good, and many of the people who run those places really don't have the residents' best interest at heart. Those places are like old age homes and foster homes, where you sometimes hear horror stories. They're hard to trust. But then there are good ones, of course.
The best thing for an autistic adult is either to go on living at home or working and renting an apartment and living independently, but that isn't always an option.
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