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March 2021

Monday, March 1 - new couches, another virtual Lent, missing Dance competitions

Tuesday, March 2 - Is my generation the peak of the American Dream?


Wednesday, March 3 - Post-vaccination weariness; narrating my Mama's book; discerning next paths


Thursday, March 4 - Comcast issues; Church size theory and the gifts required for leadership


Sunday, March 7 - 3rd Sunday in Lent


Monday, March 8 - International Women's Day- learning about Althea Gibson!- go find stories of inspiring Black women because they won't come to you!


Tuesday, March 9 - The power of prayer; Maintaining relationships. reconciliation


Wednesday, March 10 - Chagrin for Covid brain; MCU timeline; Real world problems in Marvel; Bubbles and Echo chambers


Thursday, March 11 - Mary shared Rose Gold Brocade with me; showing off my DollarTree finds; Christ Church Waltham


Sunday, March 14 - 4th Sunday of Lent _ Laetare "Rose" Sunday


Monday, March 15 - My Mama made life fun; Why are those who provide services to children so under-resourced?; living in anticipation


Tuesday, March 16 - Tuesday Prayer Day; I detest Corned Beef and Cabbage; memories of Steve and Walter; The old Pour House - where does everybody know your name?


Wednesday, March 17 - St Patricks Day and my Irish heritage; my terrible brogue; a week of melancholy; the layering of Christianity and the story of Patrick and snakes


Thursday, March 18 - House-hunting-HELP: White Americans - why do we see ourselves as individuals but all other races have to shoulder responsibility for their whole race!!; Praying for Asian-Americans



What Was That? I Wasn't Paying Attention

January 17, 2012
You'll never know what I wrote ten minutes ago. Ten minutes ago, I wrote a lovely and very long blog about how having ADD effected my early childhood and teen years. It was insightful and profound. As I pushed "save," my computer flashed a screen to say, "We are rebuilding your blog app. Save your work and post in a few minutes." I did so. And now its gone.

It led me to the same impulse, the same thought that prompted my blog about having ADD. As I get older, I am getting more organized and less affected by my ADD. Or so I think. Until I run into something I didn't notice. And all the past times in my life when I failed, or was embarrassed, or lost something because I WASN'T PAYING ATTENTION come flooding back. Because, to be honest, I read the notice through very quickly. Maybe it meant to save the blog into Word. Maybe it meant to copy and paste the blog into another editor and paste it in later. But I wasn't paying attention.

This doesn't happen to me nearly as much as it used to. In grade school, even though I love music, I never played an instrument or joined band because I forgot to get the permission slips in on time. In high school, I often skipped gym in order to go to the library and read. And write papers for AP English that I'd forgotten about until that day. I skipped so many gym classes that, in my senior year, I had to take 5 classes of gym a day to catch up in order to graduate. And I really hated gym. My love was dance. Not volleyball. Not basketball. 

I went to the only college I applied to -- because I didn't get my act together in time to get any other applications in to any other colleges. I went to the college closest to my high school because it was too hard to focus on looking further afield.

No one knew I had ADD. We all suspected my sister did -- she couldn't sit still if her life depended on it.  But my tendency to feel helpless and avoid trying to tidy up my room were written down to laziness. And my forgetfulness in doing projects or getting papers in on time was put down to stubbornness or "rebellion." Because I was an "A" student, no one ever really noticed how often I lost my purse, or misplaced my keys. Called the "absent-minded professor" in my family meant that everyone believed my disorganization, forgetfulness, and inability to force myself to do things I hated were character foibles, rather than symptoms of a brain that just couldn't pull it together.


Never would I say that having ADD is ALL about negative aspects. My ability to "hyperfocus" is common for those with ADD, and for those on the autism spectrum. If I am focused on a topic or task, I can excel at it. Of course, when I am no longer paying attention, it can often seem as if I've forgotten how to do it at all. That this is irritating to employers is an understatement. As a VP of marketing, I have painful memories of regional VP's who just couldn't understand how I could write a brilliant presentation for a client, and forget the details of that client's contract a minute later. But that's the way it is with my brain.

It is only recently that I've become aware that my intense interest in people I've just met is usually followed by a ratcheting down of interest as I know them longer. Its not that I am less fond of them, not at all. Its just that I really do lack the capacity to pay attention for long periods of time. 

Through the years, I am positive this aspect of having ADD has caused pain to people around me. Case in point: I recently ran across someone on Facebook I'll call Jane, though that is not her real name. Jane and I went to college together. We were good enough friends that when she graduated the year after me, I persuaded her to move to Boston to be my roommate. After a year and a half of living together, I moved into a studio apartment in order to be closer to someone I was dating. I only saw her a few times after that. There was no disinterest or malice on my part -- but having spent my entire life moving (I've never lived in any one place more than a few years) I simply didn't know how to pay attention to people in my life over a long term. I didn't think much of our drifting apart--it happens right? 


But a few years ago, a mutual friend asked me a poser: "Did Jane ever forgive you for abandoning her?" I was shocked. It was a version of our friendship story I'd never even considered. 

This is all surfacing for me as I watch my Aspie teen struggle with understanding friendship and navigating personal relationships. at 15, he is still stuck in 6 year old "my friends are the people I tease" mode. And while he is undeniably brilliant, and uncommonly funny, his cleverness and wit aren't endearing him to people he likes. He doesn't really know how to make or keep friends.

As I struggle to find ways to help him, I am coming right bump against my own shortcomings in that direction. Because I can converse with anyone, because I excel in social settings due to my natural curiosity and love of people, I seem to be better at relationships than I really am. The two of us are going to have to learn how to do this together, I guess. 

I'll start with this: I am going on Facebook and putting in a friend request to "Jane." We'll see what happens.

 
 

Would you if you could?

October 6, 2011
Recently, my Aspie son and I watched all the X-Men movies in order. We frequently do this--take a series of movies, watch them in order, then critique the nuances. As an aspiring filmmaker, my son likes to look for hidden themes and "memes" the director may have included.

In case you don't know the story of X-Men, it involves mutated humans who, through their mutation, possess supernatural abilities. The X-men are leery of "normal" humans, don't understand their motivations, but find themselve...

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It's All in How You See...

July 18, 2011
Found this on a wordpress site (www.theotherside.wordpress.com)

LOVE the positive spin.

Discovery Criteria for Aspie…

A. A qualitative advantage in social interaction, as manifested by a majority of the following:

1. peer relationships characterized by absolute loyalty and impeccable dependability
2. free of sexist, “age-ist”, or culturalist biases; ability to regard others at “face value”
3. speaking one’s mind irrespective of social context or adherence to personal beliefs
4. ab...


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GUEST BLOGGER Seth Fowler writes for DADS of Autistic children

June 15, 2011
Autism--Dads: nothing to be ashamed about

This blog goes out to everyone but especially fathers of children with autism--since I too am a father of a 5-year-old precious boy who has autism and I can only speak for myself.  This is also a reason why I wanted to insert snippets of thoughts and opinions in our new book, "Look At My Eyes" that SHOULD BE ON OUR FRONT DOOR STEP TODAY!!!!  You can always find more information at www.lookatmyeyes.com.

When we realized William was not as typical ...

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GUEST BLOGGER SETH FOWLER: What it Must be Like Inside the Box

May 24, 2011

Guest Blogger Seth Fowler is co-author (with wife Melanie) of the newly released book : Look at My Eyes, available for order here from Brown Publishing. Read more about the Fowlers on their site by clicking here.

I often hear my 5-year-old son with autism as "being inside a box."  I get that.  He's in there somewhere...he reacts, he can speak a little bit, he feels and he knows when things are not how they should be.  So it's not like he's just a shell of a person with nothing going on inside....


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I've been there, I know it will get better

May 20, 2011
Like everyone else in the Northeast, I've been following the case of Camden Hughes and his mother Juliann McCrery. We don't know all the details yet, but what we do know is shocking and awful.

An adorable little boy with bright blond curls wearing Lightning McQueen sneakers was found dead in the woods in Berwick ME. A couple in the area saw a pickup truck and described it to police.

Police found the boy's mother at a Massachusetts rest stop in a pickup truck matching the description. The moth...

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*Knowing*

February 27, 2011
Just a quick note on a small revelation I had this week. I started on twitter (never thought I'd like it, but I REALLY do) and discovered what a great place it is to network for the Rhythms of Grace ministry. It really is wonderfully comforting to endure a major meltdown from my Aspie son, only to see someone else tweeting that the same thing is going on in their life at that very moment! Real time communications are amazing.

Now maybe this isn't a revelation for anyone else, but as I started ...
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Proud Mom of an Aspie

February 16, 2011
I recently read an old, old article by Frederica Matthewes-Green. Here is a link to it: click here.  It got me thinking and praying on the promise of being known by God, even from before we were formed.

I tell volunteers to be prepared for a different kind of joy when they work with autism spectrum children.

The payoff for most of us in children or youth ministry is seeing these young people grow in the Lord -- seeing their enjoyment of programs, an increase in knowledge, a growing awareness of...
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Online Ministry?

May 17, 2010
Who belong to your flock, your church, your worshiping community when your primary socializing is done online? It's an interesting question and one many denominations don't really want to tackle.

Some denomination leaders dismiss it as pandering, of trying to shape the ancient traditions of the church into a transient fad. Some denounce it as a "gimmick" to try and attract younger families (and what's so wrong with that, one wonders?)

If it is true that mainline Protestant congregations are p...

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