The last thing I could bring you. Photo by Leslee Hare The last thing I could bring you wilted before you left. You smiled and I cried even though I still believed that you’d be coming home. Soon. I didn’t know flowers were not allowed inside the MICU. I’m glad I didn’t care and relieved … Continue reading the last thing i could bring you
Category: memoir
how I feel today
I don’t have the bandwidth, train wreck. By Leslee & Midjourney with help from Goya’s legacy.
an autistic trip through the design minefield
image generated by MidJourney AI on behalf of Leslee Hare 18 oct 2022 As recently as 2020, I still believed and behaved as if all human beings would act with morality, compassion, and fairness. Maybe that's why I fell for cult-like groups so many times in my earlier years. Somehow my Autism seemed to put … Continue reading an autistic trip through the design minefield
he’s gone.
I've experienced mixed emotions since I left the NKT/IKBU (thus named then) in March 2008.
discovering autism
In 850 words or less, that's my life until I learned, at age 56, that I'm autistic.
chasing fear
Fear and I have a dog-and-bone relationship. I'm so grateful I didn't chip that stupid mutt.
New Short – Allie’s Roses
I've got a new short story, Allie's Roses. Blending the paranormal with one little girl's summer in the Deep South of the 60's, its POV also shares glimpses of an autistic girl's rich inner world. You can read it here, on my Short Story pages: https://wp.me/P87h0A-7p
56 & spectrum
Do I look Autistic? I know, maybe that's in poor taste. Do I look Southern? Or chronically ill? When we pass someone on the street, or reconnect with an old friend, how can we know what they're going through, if they don't tell us? Most of us know we need to tell people when there's … Continue reading 56 & spectrum
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