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Neurologic Music Therapy (NMT) has had an important role in our son’s progress, helping him to acquire skills he was not able to gain with the other therapy modalities. Tony has been receiving services at NMTSA since July of 2015. In that time, he’s worked with 5 therapists, many of whom moved on to higher
So much of the gift giving in our communities is concentrated and condensed into days of prescribed celebration. But some of the best presents have trickled in bit by bit this past year, oft ill-wrapped by other circumstances and generally unannounced by fanfare, tags, or cards. Perhaps they are small compared to what some would
A few notes for little moments with big impacts I do not really know any of the three individuals my gratitude notes are dedicated to this month, though I do pass by a couple of them regularly when we are out doing public therapy. Each of them has shined kindness on our circumstances over the
As I begin to write this, some of you are still laughing together, enjoying the gathering Tony and I left behind. He and I were only there an hour, but for a holiday celebration that brought together so many people from our family that is still a remarkable achievement for our little man. Perhaps some
So, what happens in families such as ours when one of the parents gets sick? I’m going to quote part of an email I sent out April 23, 2017 to a group of friends: “Hello my sweet friends, I hope all of you are doing well! I’m slowly getting back to feeling normal. My cold
At the meeting place of Tony’s growth rate, his sensory differences, the profundity of his Autism, his intense impulsivity, and his heavily delayed risk assessment beats the heart of some of my deepest fears for our son’s future. We remain racing against time, have been engaged in every strategy we can think of for years
My friends and loved ones, I nearly sent out a notice today saying I was taking the next few weeks off so that I could focus on surviving the holidays. There has been so much going on, I’ve been fighting through seasonal allergies that brought the gift of mild sinus irritation… and I am just
To Kendra This is a note I am not even sure how to begin to write. I don’t even live with the ghost of spare time unless I am blowing off a bunch of things I need to do (and occasionally I do have to do exactly that or I would completely loose it with
I’m going to start with a mash up of me quoting myself from my very first blog post once again quoting myself from an e-mail I sent to some friends about the situation which I am discussing today: “I am not here to judge anyone…” but this is something I felt was important to talk
This week, our story drops through the words of two songs of the same title, spliced and stitched together to help me animate the remaining fragments of my scattered thoughts. My moments this past week have been filled and stretched to the point where my own artistry just may not be enough to bring this
