Red's Wrap
Happiness. It's relative.
Tag: disability
Life This Morning
My people don’t talk in the waiting room. They are already tired from asking directions at the front desk and figuring out the receptionist’s instructions. Once they are sitting down and waiting to be called, they want to be left alone. After all these… Continue Reading “Life This Morning”
Thursday Fabulous
Ah. What fineness. What glory. This Thursday. Here’s why. 1. It looks like I’m getting a cochlear implant in my right ear. This is a big amazing deal. Never mind that it’s prompted my husband to play videos from My Favorite Martian on his… Continue Reading “Thursday Fabulous”
I’m in Those Shoes
I’m not an autism mom but that doesn’t mean I don’t get it. I get it. The world and everything in it has to be okay for all of us – the halt and the lame, as a professor of mine used to say.… Continue Reading “I’m in Those Shoes”
It’s Not Your Fault
I just apologized to the complete stranger that I snapped at five minutes ago while we were both standing in line to be seated at the Terrace Cafe at Beau Rivage Casino in Biloxi, Mississippi, where I have no place being because I’m not… Continue Reading “It’s Not Your Fault”
News Alert
The bringing in of the sheaves has been postponed indefinitely. A few weeks ago, I wrote a very depressing piece called “Bringing in the Sheaves” about the impact of my hearing loss on my work. At the time, I was a couple of weeks… Continue Reading “News Alert”
Bringing in the Sheaves
My day was mixed. I got up early to work on an analysis of our city’s new coordinated entry system for people who are homeless. I am at home with data, tallying things in new directions, finding patterns hidden from the less patient. This… Continue Reading “Bringing in the Sheaves”
One Last Word
By the end of today, I wanted to duct tape shut the mouths of the people I was with so they could not utter another single syllable. It was okay if their bodies were littered about my house and also okay if they talked… Continue Reading “One Last Word”
Bye Bells
“Do you hear that? Do you hear the church bells?” Waking up late, the first morning of a long weekend on Lake Superior, my husband asks me what time it is. No watch, no clock, no phone, so the church bells will tell us… Continue Reading “Bye Bells”
If The Phone Rings Again, Don’t Answer It
So much depends on whether you answer the phone. When my then boyfriend (now husband) wandered off for a while to give his prior girlfriend another chance and then decided to return to our little germ of a relationship, he started calling me. I sat at the… Continue Reading “If The Phone Rings Again, Don’t Answer It”
Snow Door | wisconsinacademy.org
Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
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