Before my Ehlers-Danlos diagnosis,Athena and I bent ourselves around one another to sleep. Before my ASD diagnosis, Athena helped me stim. Before my sensory processing disorder diagnosis, Athena helped me … Continue reading Before and After: A Poem
Category: Homelessness
The Car that Ran on Prayers
I lost my friend, my literary agent, and my religion in a few weeks. I was at a loss as to where my book would land…
Three Years With A Home
In spite of the fact I was living with no running water and only the sparsely-available electricity of a small solar panel in a fifth-wheel I called ‘home’ with a husband as temporary as the broken-down RV, I applied to Southern New Hampshire University…
Waiting for a Home I Can Use
The reality of living in the Pacific Northwest as a disabled person during a housing crisis In October 2018, the day before my 52nd birthday, my doctor prescribed a power chair for … Continue reading Waiting for a Home I Can Use
Writing Changes In 2019
It has been a LONG time since I have written in this blog. For my loyal readers, I do apologize! I may not have been writing here, however, I HAVE … Continue reading Writing Changes In 2019
A Home of My Own
A couple of days ago I signed the first rental lease I have signed in over 15 years. I was handed the keys to a small one bedroom apartment in … Continue reading A Home of My Own
Making Our Mark
In North Carolina, I was met with the proof of a fact that I had no way of knowing when I began my journey towards graduating from Southern New Hampshire … Continue reading Making Our Mark
Road Food Part 2: Caesar Salad
I LOVE my salad creations. I admit, at times, they have been full of more bacon than lettuce, but over the months I have come up with a recipe that … Continue reading Road Food Part 2: Caesar Salad
Road Food Part 1: Smoothies
This last week and a half I have found myself in a wonderful hotel room that is more like an apartment, complete with a full kitchen. Even so, I have … Continue reading Road Food Part 1: Smoothies
A Woman’s Best Friends
Over seven years ago, I met a Staffordshire Terrier who changed my opinion about dogs. I had been afraid of large dogs (for no reason I can remember….but that isn’t … Continue reading A Woman’s Best Friends
Maggie Slighte 