I mentioned in class yesterday that for many of us Mother’s Day is “fraught.” I didn’t say with what, because I figured if you understand what I mean when I say that, you can fill in the blanks yourself. Mother’s Day can be fraught with resentment perhaps, disappointment, pain, loss, frustration, sadness, envy.
So I had this moment of pure self-hatred today when I opened an app I hadn’t used in months and found my “resolution list” for 2015–only to see how much of the list I did NOT achieve, how much I’m still hoping to accomplish in 2016,
Have you ever heard the term “inspiration porn’? It’s a term we in the “disabled community” (or exceptional people) use to describe stories of disabled individuals overcoming great odds or somehow becoming magically cured or successful in spite of their disabilities.
Do you ever wonder what’s going on in Aaron’s head?
Aaron began playing the piano at the age of two. He was drawn to it like summertime insects are drawn to light. Again and again, we’d find our little boy sitting there on his diapered bottom, fingering the keys in the same pattern, over and over, day after day.
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