I am licensed as a speech-language pathologist in several states and I hold the Certificate of Clinical Competence from the American Speech Language Hearing Association. In my professional life, I specialize in working with children and adults with complex communication disorders. Every year on September 19th, I dress up as a pirate because everybody knows that a speech pathologist’s favorite sound is “Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.”
Over the years, my work has appeared in several local and national publications. A few of my favorites–in no particular order–are listed here:
A Sweet Tradition: Italian Cookie Cakes and Take-Away Bags are an Inclusive End to Any Reception appeared in the San Francisco Chronicle Magazine (Darryl Bush took this awesome picture of the cookies I made to go along with the piece. It was such a fun day, the Chronicle gave our family a tour and then we set up the photo shoot. I’m such a nerd; I was totally starstruck).
I’ve had several travel pieces published in the Yuba Sutter Community Magazine Visitor’s Edition. Wine. Dine. Discover. is one of the newer pieces.
For several years, I wrote a column about homeschooling for the Appeal Democrat. I also wrote this field trip destination piece about Sutter’s Fort in Sacramento, California.
And, too, there was that Chicken Soup story that appeared in the Joy of Adoption.
I can also be found around the web writing about my passions. I write about Down syndrome at Trisomy 21 Club, about speech pathology related subjects at Talk About Speech, about home education at Homeschool Bug, and about traveling across the USA in a vintage RV with a whole passel of kiddos at Learning Across America.
I write because I can’t not write. Some days, taking a moment to sit down and let my fingers bang out whatever it is I’m feeling that day is the thing that restores my sense of self. Dark chocolate helps with all of that as well. Like all good writers everywhere, I dream of someday writing the great American novel. I’ve got a manuscript up on a shelf moldering about. Someday, perhaps, I’ll dust it off. Until then, I’ll keep cherishing time with family and friends and carving out a few moments now and then to write about life.