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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


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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Visceral Joy

Friday, May 05, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (1)
Visceral Joy

If I were to get a tattoo, it would be of the joy captured in this snapshot, on the face of the boy named Amos. Instead, I am imprinting it on my heart. It says to me, don't you dare wallow in grief or be sad for me or miss one iota of joy in the every day. I am happy, I read in the face that turns toward the sun. I am content, I feel in the arch of his body atop the hands of his father. If I remember to get quiet, I can still hear the delight in his little boy squeals. Visceral jo ..

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The Littlest Tyrant

Sunday, April 23, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
The Littlest Tyrant

It is a side we haven't seen much of and truthfully, it was a welcome sight. Squabbling between my two youngest children has never happened before and so, three and a half years later, I am thankful. These two are nearly five years apart and my daughter has treated the brother with extra special needs as her own baby. He's always been defiant and ignored her for the most part, but she has loved him from the get go. This morning, the tide changed and in a good way. It's disconcerting to h ..

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Friendship

Thursday, April 20, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (1)
Friendship

There is nothing quite like feeling alone in the world and having friends come to your rescue. I have a handful that I get to see in real life, their families a tangible reminder of joy. There are even more who I have yet to meet, the many folks who I've been blessed to know through the world of social media. Having a tribe of families to count on, especially families with children who have their own extra special needs, has been my saving grace. To say thank you is to remind myself to  ..

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Pride of a Sister

Thursday, April 20, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Pride of a Sister

Before we became a special needs family, pride in our house trickled from parent to child. Three year old Amos, with autism and extra special needs, has inspired our whole crew to be better, work harder, act in sensitivity, be empathetic, practice thoughtfulness and most importantly, to count mosquito wings as they skirt our path. They do so very often too, bits of success and progress accounted for, especially in our youngest family member. It was his sister that acknowledged the ..

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Sunbeam

Tuesday, April 18, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Sunbeam

Are all children with special needs considered a lovely bit of light by their mothers? Or perhaps, those with autism? I think maybe it's a bit of both, a person whose mind is wired creatively and maybe their chromosomes are just a bit unique. Sunbeam is defined as a beam of light from the sun that you can see. That you can see, that is my favorite part. Light is all around us, most all the time, but one can not articulate its' origin. No, it encompasses the world around us and enve ..

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A Boy's Love

Tuesday, April 18, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
A Boy's Love

I've got it. The love of one boy, at least. I've always been his lifeline, though it's a role I didn't particularly seek. To vie for the love of Amos has never been close to a competition I had pondered. My other children adored their mama too, but Daddy was always a close second, actually first with our daughter. My mother has always been my oldest son's favorite, but Amos? He's been mine from the start. When your boy has extra special needs, you grow fierce. Love that grows wings  ..

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Thomas On Autism

Sunday, April 16, 2017 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)
Thomas On Autism

I think he knows something we don't. Ahhh, how I love a statement like this. My oldest reflecting on my youngest, biggest brother to smallest brother, typically developing boy to extra special developing boy. He's so very right and is the oldest of the three siblings of Amos that have led the way in seeking joy. They see their brother as himself, a person that is unique and amazing, and I don't read regret in their honest eyes. They make me aware that my own eyes and voice sometimes ref ..

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