my dream

my dream

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

What to talk about...........

I haven't written much because I just can't seem to organize what is in my head lately. It feels like a whirlwind up there. there is so much going on in my head, in the world and everywhere else, that I just can't seem to figure out where to even begin.
There are so many issues that I follow, and alot (there's that word again) that I am passionate about. it is like craziness all the time. I really relate to my 2nd child who has Autism. It can be so hard to filter out all of the stuff in my present environment, and sometimes it is so overwhelming, i just can't speak. If I did speak, it would not make any sense to anyone but me.
I always tell my husband that I wish I could make a video tape of my head, and what is up there. I am sure that it would be highly entertaining, maybe a little bizarre (well, more than a little) at times, and very passionate. I am a very passionate person, about most things. i guess that is why things bother me so easily, not because I am pessimistic, as some might say or think, but because i feel so much, so deeply. I can only imagine how horrifying at times, the world seems to my son. (Note to self) I need to remember this when he and i are doing homework and i am frustrated with it.  
I spend quite a large mount of time on my facebook page. It is my social time, I know, how sad. I don't have alot of social time away from home because of living circumstances. no big deal, this is just how it is for now. But anyway, I get really annoyed with how rude and unthoughtful people are theses days. They are so judgmental of others, but expect others to be accepting of their thoughts and attitudes. how can you expect to be treated with dignity and respect if you show none to others? I mean is that so hard to get????
Good lord, I am rambling. I am gonna stop. I have to go feed my best friends and do some laundry. (oh, how domestic of me. )

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Meetings, meetings, meetings.

I have to meet with my son's IEP team tomorrow. I always feel like I have entered a court room when I go to these things. I hate them and I am sure that it shows on my face, in my voice and my body language. It does not help that the professionals out there tend to look at parents as not really knowing much, because they have no initials behind their names so that some how makes us illiterate on the subject. NOT so. Parents know their kids best and most parents, all the ones I know, have done their research on their child's specific differences. I call them differences because I do not see my son as "disabled" I see him as different and very special. I have to put on a "game Face" for tomorrow and I am so not good at that. UGH!!!

Monday, May 16, 2011

Feeling vs. Thinking

I guess I should clarify why I would call my blog "The way I FEEL it".
    A few years ago,  actually it was about 6, I found out that my 2nd child had a mild form of Autism. It is called Aspergers.  (It is not listed in my dictionary, and yes, that is the way it is spelled) So, as I began my quest to learn everything there is to know about Autism Spectrum disorders, (I do not like the term "disorder") I ran across a woman by the name Of Temple Grandin. Actually she is known as DR. Temple Grandin, and she has Autism. She also happens to be brilliant and she has written many books on Autism and Animal Behavior . That is a whole other post, (about the animal behavior part) but the autism part is the here and now.....and forever. :)
Dr. Grandin wrote a book called "the way I SEE it", because she is a visual thinker. So, that is the reason I named my blog "The way I FEEL it". I feel everything. MY husband tells me I need to think a little more. But that for me, is easier said than done. I don't think about things as easily as I feel them. I mean everything, I feel everything. There are times in my life when I feel like an open wound. It is unpleasant at times and as I grow older and gain more life experience, I have learned to still feel, but not allow it to consume me. It is daily work for me. One of the reasons my husband fell in love with me is because I feel so deeply and I feel about everything.
I have had many tell me I am too sensitive, I am too emotional, I need to not be that way because it is unhealthy. But really, I believe they think it is unhealthy because maybe they do not understand me, and it is easier to just label someone than take the time to understand. That is ok, they don't have to, I have nothing against that. But they should leave me be. I make progress in things that I want to make progress in because of the way I "Feel" and how deeply I feel things. That is how I was made up, and if I had to choose, I would not change a thing.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Me through my daughter's eyes.

"My MOM is special because she takes me for walks, I love her alot! "

My Daughter uses the word "alot" also, so I am not the only one. :)
I find this to be interesting. This was my (one of a couple) Mother's day note with an illustration along with it. Both myself and my daughter are portrayed in her drawing with having very long hair. Neither her nor I have long hair. Both of us, in fact have short hair. My daughter has got this notion in her head that girls have to have LONG hair, which I find to be a terrible thought. Just because we have short hair we are less than another female with long hair? She has no answer, just that girls are supposed to have long hair.
I would like to get my hands on whatever person has put that idea in her head!!!!
     We have enough trouble in our society with out  that sort of thinking going on. AND SHE IS ONLY 6.
HMH!!

a new writer, emergence.

As I begin my new endeavor, (thank God for spell check) my blog should grow in its content of "interesting". I have a very active imagination and a large amount of stuff going on in this brain of mine, but I find that I have a very difficult time with making since of it all. It rarely comes out as I intend it to. The process in and of itself  ( of learning to be a better writer) should be quite entertaining and interesting, at least to my self, hopefully to anyone else that reads it.