I hope you know how much I love you, how proud I am of you, how much I love watching you grow.
This year so much has changed, you’ve gone from being our only one, to one of two. 656 more words
My childhood was one filled with books. In my spare time, I was usually found doing one of two things: drawing, or reading. My parents don’t remember teaching me to read; I just did it. 1,104 more words
In the early days of this blog – just one day, in fact, before I was assessed for, and received, my official diagnosis – I wrote a post about how I considered myself to be not an introvert but an “ 1,324 more words