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Tales Of An Educated Debutante

on life, loss and the joy that rules the day.


 
 
 
 
 




 
The future is far away and scary, but today is lovely.

Adrian H. Wood, PhD


The Other Woman

Friday, May 19, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (2)
The Other Woman

He has another woman. Three of them actually, but one is particularly fond of my little blond boy with the funny gait, a boy of few words. It is her face which lights up at the very sight of him. He has another woman. Many a morning we walk into school and he lurches forward out of my arms and into hers. It is her who gives him a warm place to snuggle when I'm not there. He has another woman. He crawled in my bed this morning and took my hand, placed it on his back, and starti ..

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Those Hands

Tuesday, May 16, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (1)
Those Hands

I hadn't expected to see them ever again. The last year of his life, I spent hours holding one or the other, running my identical fingers over his smooth cool skin, in hopes for a squeeze. The squeezes came less and less often and finally, that hot July day, they came no more. The brother with whom I shared so many things, laughter and love and childhood secrets, was gone and so were the hands that mirrored my own. I've quite missed those hands. They were integral in my memory of th ..

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Define Healthy Baby

Monday, May 15, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Define Healthy Baby

"As long as its healthy," I heard in the years before I became a mother and though I wasn't writing, I was still thinking. Words flow and land on the listener and often times, we are not even aware of their effect on others. We should be though, not in a hyper vigilant, politically correct sort of way, but a place of empathy, eyes and heart open to the needs and lives of others. Spilling catch phrases comes easily, but words can be thorns. For those that didn't or don't or will not have ..

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Be the One

Sunday, May 14, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (1)
Be the One

Be the one that goes under because she knows wet hair is a small price to pay for rapturous giggles. Be the one that looks for snakes under rocks and flings her bathing suit clad self on the slip and slide as she hopes for survival because she is making memories. Be the one that knows the most precious gifts are made from scraps of paper, dabs of glue, sprinkled glitter and a kind heart because those are the ones you will tuck away so as to remember. Be the one that eats fr ..

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Ten Mother's Day Quotes

Sunday, May 14, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Ten Mother's Day Quotes

1. It's Mother's Day and you're making me yell. 2. You're complaining and I'm not relaxing. 3. Can you people just not fight for one tiny day? 4. I'm trying to be nice but I'm about to beat you. 5. It's hard to be thankful for you when you're kicking him. 6. Can y'all just let me be? 7. It's so fun being a mother (I said this before getting out of bed.) 8. That is not a real present; it's a plastic cup from your Sunday school teacher. 9. Next year I' ..

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Ten Struggles of A Special Needs Mama

Friday, May 12, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Ten Struggles of A Special Needs Mama

1. My child is in diapers. Nobody goes to school in diapers, people say laughingly, but my son does. It's not too bad except there's no place to change him except the floor of a bathroom. Changing tables are meant for babies, not long limbed children. 2. My child doesn't sit still in restaurants. Nope, he wanders and explores and likely will come over to investigate your table; autism doesn't play by the rules of etiquette. 3. Getting a sitter is not so easy. To  ..

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On Being Busy

Thursday, May 11, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
On Being Busy

Busy. How often do we hear ourselves say that word and yet, it annoys us too? We are all quite busy and most of us know that we are busy and yet, we feel a need to echo the thought that feels such a weight on our shoulders. Busy, being busy, staying busy, it's a busy time, a busy year, a busy Spring, we're so busy...I'm sick of it. I'm sick of busy, talking about it, hearing about it and mostly, living it. It's not what I had envisioned as a mother. I knew little people would take lots  ..

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Do You Remember Me?

Thursday, May 11, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Do You Remember Me?

I'm the boy you watched so carefully in the airport. I didn't notice, but my mother did even though she pretended not to. She made sure I was dressed nicely and had eaten a good breakfast. She let me run around in the airport because exercise helps me sit somewhat still in the plane. You watched me, not even from the corner of your eye, and disapproval rained down on my boisterous self. That wasn't nice, though I bet you didn't mean to act like that. I'm not perfect and my mom says she' ..

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The Supreme Court & Amos

Wednesday, May 10, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (1)
The Supreme Court & Amos

This morning, I noticed there was quite a hubbub going on at the state's oldest courthouse. My husband shared that the NC Supreme Court was in Edenton hearing cases and before he knew it, I was in fancy clothes (white jeans) and manhandled Amos into knee socks and saddle shoes. One must look the part when you haven't been invited, haven't signed up, don't hold a ticket for entry and arrive wrestling a three year old with autism. We are not exactly on the most wanted list. We moseye ..

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Dear Moon,

Monday, May 08, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (2)
Dear Moon,

Will you watch my boy when I'm gone? Will you remember to rise when the sun has not set? Will you bathe him in light when he's asleep in his bed? Will you follow him wherever life leads? Will you remind him that he and his mama looked for you most every evening? Will you whisper your presence to him when he feels alone? Will you comfort him when my arms can't stretch that far? Will you shine upon his face so that his light can alway be seen? Will you kiss ..

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