2017, Love Letter 14

Always with me, my budding giant.

I’m so proud of your development, your growth.

All the changes that come and go where I see you choose to rise -

Above yesterday…
Above yourself…
Above Autism…

2017, Love Letter 13

I can’t write about you.

I only want to say good things -
But what comes to mind is a myriad
Of reasons why you’re lacking;
Why I’m lacking with you;
Why we’re lacking together.

Being apart gives us time to grow,
To develop - to survive; and maybe - THRIVE.

But none of this leads to resolution…

Always a meandering path, away from an END;
Always seen as an end,
Instead of the beginning it COULD BE.

The avoidance of finality exhausts me.
And in my fatigue, I look for the good,
The positive - whatever could be a lift…
From the weights around my neck -

The heaviness that pulls me into the depth.

So, it’s best not to write.
Not to think.
Not to talk.
Avoid - and sleep.

Safer. No end.

2017, Love Letters 12

We’ve had a journey of learning.
All of us - in ways we didn’t really expect.

Patience has been the key.

And a healthy dose of perseverance.

A strong spirit of trying - and trying again.
And trying - one more time.

Breaks matter.
Going back to it even more.

We adjust. We grow. We prune.
We thrive.

2017, Love Letters 11

Another moment of 

understanding how to
fill my gaps. No
questions. No frustrated
or hateful responses. Oh,
please let me be like you
when my time comes
to deliver the same. Unbiased
love. Thank you for showing
me support. Kindness.

2017, Love Letter 10

You’re such a weird story -
Hurt and frustration,
Light and life - and love.

You parcel out only what you think
others deserve -
based on a score card,
only you see and understand.

You hold your hand close -
so close;
and you lash out.

Why do you feel threatened?

Demand respect;
And offer respect - with generosity.
If that’s what you want.

Honesty will treat you well -
with time and patience.

2017, Love Letter 9

My creative friend -
Create.
Don’t wait.

Forget the rules.
Take a break from the tie.

Be you.
Be free.

Say the words that bubble on your heart.
Sing the songs of your youth.

Remember the path from before -
and wander on it - for the fun,
for the LOVE of it.

Gather the hearts of those you treasure,
and light them on fire -
with your passion and persuasion.