Author Archives: jaysseh

Another year has passed I still cannot talk Challenges abound But life is beautiful Friends fill my days and my heart Love grounds me and galvanizes me to fear nothing Colorful and bright is the road to adulthood I see … Continue reading →

Who can know what someone else is thinking. Why are people so damn convinced in their own wrong assumptions? Very young autistics develop flight or fright responses that get deeply encoded replaying over and over. Soma taught my mom how … Continue reading →

On the day I first realized you could not hear me, my inside voice was conceived. Becoming quieter on the outside, expanding exponentially within. Fonts and serifs cloud my cerebellum idioms in the brainstem quotes down my spine stories fill … Continue reading →

Do my actions make you nervous? Do my noises make you cringe? Does it damage your ego that I don’t react at each coddle and coo? My humanity is not yours to dismiss as damaged goods. Can you estimate the … Continue reading →

Captive to my non-cooperating body, I grieve the sun’s rise each day. She holds a powerful sway over my nerves and muscles. I do not take it personally. She needs a certain amount of life force to keep her furnaces … Continue reading →

For a school assignment about imagery…   Night The supper dishes have been washed Can you hear the moon singing? She is louder than the insects tonight She tells me there is a snake in the tomato patch Inside is … Continue reading →

Coco and I recently finished reading Anne of Green Gables as well as watching the Netflix series “Anne with an E.”  We are both officially hooked.  The setting, Prince Edward Island, inspires this narrative piece that Coco wrote for her English class. … Continue reading →

High school is awesome!  We have not posted in a while.  Coco has been getting settled in and adjusted to her new school. We can now officially say that it’s one of the best things that has ever happened to … Continue reading →

MY VOICE LISTEN CLOSE AND YOU WILL HEAR ME SPEAKING MY HANDS ARE MY VOICE MY POINTER MY TONGUE THE VIBRATIONS OF SOUND REVERBERATING FROM MY MOTHERS MOUTH A SURROGATE FOR MY OWN IMPOTENT VOCAL CHORDS NO LESS MY VOICE … Continue reading →

It has been a happy few weeks for Coco.  Any autism mom knows not to take those moments for granted.  And I know that the wind can change at any moment.   But Coco is happy so Momma is happy. … Continue reading →