Here is another briefish update from the news desk of Alyssa Ruggiero, overachiever and overwhelmed planner who thinks she totally has everything under control but SURPRISE! SHE DOESN'T! (I have kept up blogging!) I am making a final push back date for my second poetry book. Between the holidays taking over and starting a new … Continue reading Second Poetry Book and Holiday Update!
Hello everyone and Happy New Year! Let's get down to business. For starters, I will now be publishing my blog posts every Wednesday morning instead of Tuesday night until I start working again. In this way, I keep myself busy while Scar is in school and I am in a better place to get the writing … Continue reading Updates for the New Year
Scar is shining so brightly right now. She really is. We heard from the school last week about her being bumped up to a larger, higher-functioning class. She has progressed so much in a month that they have already started the paperwork. I am so grateful. And the call came in the midst of her big … Continue reading Divinity
There is a point where it would seem, we all hit a psychological plateau. This is usually where some think they have reached their peak, when really they are not even close. This is where people forget that things can still get better. Growth is not stunted, merely halted so you can take a breath … Continue reading Plateaus
Today I had a lot of personal anxiety. Nothing much to do with my child but more with me and where I am spiritually and emotionally going. I ruminated on things I have said and done, even some of the silliest moments in my past. Approaching 30, I am beginning to understand the vastness of … Continue reading Growing Pains
So I have obviously been talking about my daughter a lot lately. I am trying to find ways to write about this that aren't simply "this is what is happening now, and now this, and now that." I have also been thinking a lot about how to reflect on the good parts of her differences … Continue reading Meet Scarlett
Dear Sir or Madam: You can't make me let go. You can't make me. They say you heal all wounds, but what if I don't want them to heal? I just keep picking the scabs. I can't believe they have even scabbed. The freshest ones are already looking a light pink and not an angry … Continue reading Time