My last post, Drinking It Through A Straw, Part One was the start of a series of reflections on motherhood, Asperger’s and life in general. When I sat down to consider the memories I wanted to write about, as I grew quiet, single words, like kernels of heated corn, began popping around my head. It’s always fun to feel your brain coming alive with ideas. It’s the most delicious kind of energy.

And I like things that are fun so I spent some time with these popcorn words. For no particular reason the first was Heartbreak. Okay, maybe not such a fun word you may think, but I didn’t label it as good or bad, rather, I let the word take me on its trip. The fun was not knowing where the destination would be. Haven’t you always wanted to go to the airport with only a carry-on, look at the departure signs and just pick a flight? I have. This was kinda like that.

Before I go on to begin to tell the Drinking It Through A Straw tale, since I wrote about Heartbreak, I wanted to give equal time to the other end of the emotional spectrum. So with that in mind, today’s word is… Continue reading →