Life can be difficult. Knowing what to say to your child doesn’t have to be.
When I opened the March 11 email from my son’s school, I learned life wouldn’t be going back to normal after spring break. Based on what I knew about children in general, my kids in particular, and myself, I knew what I had to do next: Make a schedule. Six months later, Slate’s executive editor wanted to hear from me about how that worked out for us. I was happy to talk.
In my first essay where I introduce Owen as the autistic person he is, I write about how I used to worry about Owen’s success in school this fall, but everything that’s happened in 2020 has given me a new perspective. I now can see that success isn’t the goal, growth is. I hope you’ll read my latest for Scary Mommy, “I Was Already Worried About My Autistic Son Starting Kindergarten — Then 2020 Happened.”
How the scientific method can help parents of young kids feel hopeful about Covid Schooling.
What submitting essays to publications taught me about connection, rejection, and vulnerability.
How I learned to live with pain and possibility.
All parents, whatever our skin color, must demand something better for our country than a militarized police force
White people like me need to listen to black people and keep talking to our children about race, justice, and what’s right.
White people like me need to talk about race, justice, and what’s right. Even when we are worried we’ll get it wrong.
What infertility taught me about a life well-lived.