Thrive As You

Good morning friends!  I have just been so excited about my new site, that I couldn't even sleep another minute and I had to get out of bed and make this thing LIVE! First and foremost, it's a work in progress!  It's so not where I want it to be yet.  Right now I'm trying to decide if I want to stay with blogger and feed my posts to the site or, if I can accept change and blog directly from the website itself.  Both options entail a bit of design work which is not exactly my strong suit.  I'm a writer  not a web designer after all! But here we go! Good news.  I won't be moving my blog or changing the name anymore.  I bought this domain name, thriveasyou.com and this weekend, I'm going to spend a lot of time telling you how I came to that name.  So I own this little piece of space on the interweb and I'm going to stay here.  Yay! Please tell me what your initial thoughts are!  I'm going for a very clean simplified, look. ...

I've never actually thought of myself as a writer  per se.   Several years ago, my friend encouraged me to start a blog about what it's like to be an autism mama.  She thought maybe some people might like to hear what I had to say about my journey, my walk, with autism.  And so I did. I'm an avid reader, but that doesn't make me qualified to write .  I've always loved writing, I was the editor of our yearbook in high school, wrote for the school paper, etc.  Essays were my favorite kind of tests.  I excel with words.  I think it has something to do with talking so much.  But I've never taken a class on writing, on grammar, on where punctuation should go and stuff.  As a substitute teacher I have found myself googling the most basic of grammar questions because I just forgot all of those endless rules.  I always tell the students, "Listen, it's been about 100 years since I was in 4th grade."  And sometimes it feels like just ...

I haven't written since September 24. "Dear Diary, I haven't written since September 24...." ha ha ha sometimes writing a blog is like confession. A few days ago, a friend paid me a ridiculously high compliment. She said I was a great writer and that my writing touched lives. I'm going to be honest about one thing. I don't take compliments well. I can hear my friend Michelle laughing. Because I don't take compliments period. But, that conversation is for my therapist. Let's just say -- I was honored but not sure if I totally believe her. Either way, she told me to write a book. Well I don't know about all of that because truth be told I can barely keep up with my blog! September! What's wrong with me people? I told my friend that sometimes it's harder to write when there's an "expectation" there. When you know people are out there kinda waiting for you to write something "life changing." Ok, maybe not ...