| Lily, Age 9 |
You can almost make them out jumping from branch to branch. Those freaky crows.
Happy Halloween!
| Lily, Age 9 |
Posted by
Ann Harrison
3
comments

Posted by
Ann Harrison
1 comments
Posted by
Ann Harrison
6
comments
I can't outsmart the ol' noggin.
Dealing with my dad's wife's passing has been really stressful. I thought I was pretty tough but last night my body starting feeling achy and now I'm exhausted. My mind reels.
Ugh.
Wouldn't a get-away to a sunny, quiet, location be delightful? Oh yes, yes it would. And a massage! Yeah baby, that sounds great.
Instead I'll settle for listening to Bob Marley, drinking margarita's and watching my computer's beach screen saver. You take what you can get.
Posted by
Ann Harrison
1 comments
Posted by
Ann Harrison
3
comments
Posted by
Ann Harrison
2
comments
When my child cries about not feeling she has a best friend my heart breaks. I have tried so hard, for all her years, to help her understand what it is to be a friend. I've opened our home to parties and sleepovers. I've been the chauffeur, the baker, the 'what-ever-music-you-want-to-listen-to' mom. However, she is a certain style of person and being with others is not easy. She wants them to be around, yet she just finds it difficult to be with them. She desperately wants people to come to her house but, when they are here, she prefers to play on the computer - alone - or be in her room - alone. She's very comfortable and happy when classmates are at her house, she just doesn't want to engage with them.
I was hoping by now she would find that wonderful friend that really "got" her, someone that accepted her unique ways and would laugh with her and help her feel better about herself, help her feel stronger. Yet we are still struggling. And I do mean 'We'.
When I met her after school yesterday she had tears in her eyes. She told me she had the courage to ask a classmate, who she felt had been distant, if they were still friends and he said "Uh, I don't know, whatever". She asked if that meant "no" and he said, "Whatever, I guess." Oh the deep discussions of 12 year old's. Oh the clarity of their thoughts. Oh how I want to hurt that little shit!!!!
Ahem... *deep breath*
My daughter likes just about everyone. She doesn't understand why people don't get her.
There have been various groups she's been a part of, sports teams she's joined over the years yet the lack of connection is still strong. She has come so far with her school work, she is doing so well, that certain programs she qualified for since she was 5 aren't of use to her any more. That's a huge success! It's just the emotional support from peers that's missing. And that can feel devastating.
It hurts so much when you know your child wants to connect with her peers, but she just can't. I'm still searching for that magic formula. I hope we find it soon.
Posted by
Ann Harrison
4
comments
Posted by
Ann Harrison
9
comments
My children don't have a Facebook account. They don't have a cell phone.
This doesn't make my 12 yr. old happy.
She was pleasantly surprised recently when we allowed her to create a site dedicated to a book series that she loves. (WarriorCatFanArt.webs.com) I'm all for it. She plans on sharing her artwork and asks others to contribute their creations. I watch what she posts and what is posted to her. If I feel she's giving too much information I tell her 'that part needs to be changed'. This direction confuses her because she knows I have blogs and share and communicate with "strangers", so why can't she?
Some how the saying "because I'm an adult, that's why" doesn't seem appropriate. I can argue that I understand what information is OK to share with someone I've never met face-to-face but, do any of us really know if our seemingly innocent sharing of day-to-day life isn't being read by someone with ill intentions?
No, no we don't .
I have been the receiver of mean comments on my blog before and it's really thrown me. These comments were left by the infamous "Anonymous". It took me a while to shake it off and realize that the words that this "person" chose to hurl my way should be given as much merit as they have given themselves - breaking their moniker down: A non - a non person. Brush it off, let it go.
But it isn't easy.
Words that are directed at you have such force, it's incredible. Good words, bad words. It's powerful stuff.
Posted by
Ann Harrison
8
comments
Posted by
Ann Harrison
3
comments
Posted by
Ann Harrison
4
comments
Posted by
Ann Harrison
2
comments
Posted by
Ann Harrison
1 comments
Posted by
Ann Harrison
3
comments
Posted by
Ann Harrison
10
comments
Posted by
Ann Harrison
12
comments