Being a woman
Those who read this blog regularly will know that The Rose is in her first relationship. It is not only her first boy/girl relationship but the first mutually complex relationship …
Those who read this blog regularly will know that The Rose is in her first relationship. It is not only her first boy/girl relationship but the first mutually complex relationship …
It’s all she’s ever wanted. And now she has it. A mate. A friend. A closeness. A peer to learn from and share with. It’s all I’ve ever wanted for …
The last blog post (Money can’t buy me love) described an evening of virtual spending, where The Rose sent texts donating to good causes but with no regard for how …
Money. It makes the world go around. It greases the wheels of commerce. It’s what we work to earn, to live. But in The Rose’s world it’s a confusing, bewildering …
Friends! They are the Holy Grail for most of us, whatever the scale of our social dys/function. The mates who make you laugh till you cry. The ones who make you …
I’ve been wondering all week what to write next about The Rose. There have been so many shards of possibility but not enough for my questionable writing skills to shape into …
The other day I was reflecting on how much has changed in the two years since The Rose got her diagnosis. Of course nothing much has changed at all for …
Sometimes I am a truly awful person and a really rubbish, stupid Mum. This isn’t just my opinion of course, it is widely shared by my whole family and beyond …
Watching in awe as The Rose grows up and unfurls beautifully, but what scares me most is her behaviour with boys. One day she’s going to get into THAT …
The Rose finds huge relief in writing us notes. In them she can order her thoughts and communicate her side of things – without having to deal with our reactions which just complicates …