A Time to Fight

In less than a week, my son's IEP meeting is scheduled. I dread it while, at the same time, anticipating it. I have things I need to say, and I've been trying to build up my courage to say them. I don't won't to be caught up in anger or frustration either. I want to speak calmly and truthfully about what I want and what my son needs.

I may fail.

Restless Spirit Syndrome

I'm so not in the "Christmas spirit" or whatever that is. I can't concentrate. I feel restless. I have Restless Spirit Syndrome [RSS].

What I want to do and be is at cross purposes with what the world is trying to force me to do and be. It is a dark era, full of discontent.

A Stripped Down Life

And I say "Holiday Season" not because I'm trying to be politically correct (what a useless concept), but because I'm including Thanksgiving.

This year I'm not decorating the house or giving presents that I haven't made. I'm not in the Kwanzaa spirit, nor am I rebelling against the materialistic system that turns a holy day from being about the celebration of The Emmanuel who has come to Save us to being about buying a lot of gifts for people who are barely liked and going into debt.

Yay, holidays?