The Point of the Portrait
Keri Horon2022-12-31T19:04:06-08:00When 800 numbers show up in caller ID, I ignore them. But one day recently, as a message was recording, I heard a voice say my son’s name, so I picked up. It was a [...]
When 800 numbers show up in caller ID, I ignore them. But one day recently, as a message was recording, I heard a voice say my son’s name, so I picked up. It was a [...]
This happens all the time. Every setting, different people, but mostly at school. And I don’t blame anybody; how could those not around him all the time know?? […]
Sitting in my kitchen several years ago, I wrote a list of things I did not want to forget to pack. Moving is definitely a major task, fraught with stress and chaos. I’ve moved several [...]
Nothing boils my blood faster than hearing derogatory comments uttered by people about other people with special needs. I once heard two store employees talking as one described someone else as a retard. I yelled [...]
At the beginning of April I set out to write about Autism Awareness Month and my less-than-enthusiastic feelings which accompanied it. My focus was on the fact that awareness goes only so far, and that [...]
Autism Awareness Month. I’m personally sick of Autism Awareness Month. Blue lights, blue shirts, blue ties. Blue Blue Blue. Well, actually, the color does match my mood this month. That’s right. I’m blue about autism [...]
Afternoon sun was warming the porch. October in California can feel like mid summer, and so I decided to sit on the toasty steps of the porch and wait for Zach’s school bus. Being in [...]
My slippered feet slowly shuffled across the carpet. The pencil in my right hand rapidly beat a tiny invisible drum in the air. Sunlight streamed in the window, and I waddled over to adjust the [...]
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The thing you are looking for furiously is usually the thing you just cannot find. As we idled in the entryway of the Point Lobos State Natural Reserve with a string of cars behind us, [...]