Dispatches from motherhood — equal parts survival log, field journal, and love letter.
Mainland Forecast: Unstable
The Island has felt safer lately. Isolating, yes. Repetitive. Crumb-covered. But safe.
“The storms come.
The babies grow.
I keep taking notes while I’m here.”
If you’ve ever had the privilege of loving someone on the autism spectrum, you know that so much of life is spent learning things that seem to come naturally to everyone else.