The Other Woman in The Room

The Other Woman in The Room

Dropping deeper into myself, I paused and delicately sat with myself, offering a sweet moment of care, presence and tenderness to this tender part of me who had felt so scared, alone and worried. Cradling this part of me in warmth, light, and love, I tenderly held her and sat with her. Wiping her tears until, at last, a shudder of relief and calm came over me.

For the first time in days, I started to feel whole again.

And so began my journey to becoming a Nurtured Woman.

Neurodiversity on Spring Break

Neurodiversity on Spring Break

I will never truly know how hard he has to work to navigate the "simplest' of moments with so many rules, expectations and explanations that clash with his own neurological differences. 

What I do know, is that my role as his Mother is to trust that we have everything we need to set up a world for him where he can thrive, not in spite of these neurological differences, but because of them.