To Tobin on Your 10th Birthday

Tobin, You are turning 10.Ten years old! Double digits! I can’t even believe it. You’re getting so much taller. Those scrawny legs stretching so long, when I hold you, it looks like I’m barely lifting you off the ground! Your permanent teeth are filling out your smile, and you and I wear the same size... Continue Reading →

Brown Truck December

This is a crazy time of year. So many deadlines.So many activities.So many people. It’s a time when it’s easy to get caught up in all the things you have to do. The reason for the season is about thinking of other people, so we shop and we wrap and we go and we do... Continue Reading →

To My Mema

The day you left us, your Joseph’s Coat was in full bloom. Just like you said it would, the rose took on different colors, bright reds on the tips sliding down through oranges to its yellow ruffly center. Dew on the edges, reflecting the sun. Somehow I know I would have never noticed those intricacies... Continue Reading →

On Love

 —Anna-Marie— I’ll always remember the first time Brian and I got into our first all-out “fight” as a married couple. We were on our honeymoon. We were walking around the deck of the cruise ship, talking, taking in the night sky and the band and the murmur of people around us laughing and chatting. Brian... Continue Reading →

Birds, Bikes, and Behavior

—Anna-Marie— “Science, art, community, and nature make manifest that bad will or mistakes can lead to progress, like Bob Ross on his show The Joy of Painting reminding us that when we make big mistakes on canvas, we can turn them into birds—‘Yeah, they’re birds now!’”                   ... Continue Reading →

The Immensities

—Anna-Marie— A little old lady called my son an asshole. Actually, she wasn’t that little and the term she used to describe Tobin was “asshole kid.”  She was standing right beside my un-invisable, hearing-enabled son. She looked right at him and said it like it was this hilarious joke between her and the lady who... Continue Reading →

The Incident

—Anna-Marie— The last thing I remember is my vision getting a little “funky.” It felt like I was about to get a migraine. (Years ago, when I frequently had migraines, I would see a light—one of those lights you see after staring into a light bulb—and then my vision would get “funky.”) I remember thinking,... Continue Reading →

“You Belong”: A Tribute

—Anna-Marie— Earlier this week, we unexpectedly lost one of the matriarchs in our family: my grandma.  It wasn't until I was visiting her in the hospital, reflecting after her death, and processing everything to write her eulogy that I fully realized the impact she made on my life.  On Mother’s Day, we celebrate the women... Continue Reading →

My Name Is Tobin

—Tobin and Anna-Marie— Our son Tobin is a sweet, determined, loving, and ornery little six year old. He is also nonverbal and on the autism spectrum. A couple of years ago, we made a little video and had our son Knox introduce his brother, explaining Tobin’s likes, dislikes, strengths and struggles. These were based on... Continue Reading →

In the Boat

—Anna-Marie— March is coming to a close. We are in full-on spring season. (My allergies agree but the weather is arguing.) And things are heating up. It seems like most everyone I talk with is going through an incredibly busy and stressful and hard season right now. Whether you are in the rhythm of a... Continue Reading →

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