In the last part I described about the value of oneself right from the time when we are born and till the end of our teenage phase.

I had a dental appointment this morning, a semiannual cleaning that takes a lot out of me due to my sensory sensitivities. Today, because part of my new years mission is to spread more Autism awareness, I told my secret. Even more I hated myself for my response to the comment. In my mind we shared some under.

A mushy mom, a little madness, and a lot of musing. The woman behind the madness. Out of nowhere comes the brisk idea that man or woman can share their thoughts on just about anything. And then there are mom blogs.

The first half was the learning. The second half will be the living. Introversion, Misfittery and How To Build A Real Person. Though I did on occasion try and explain how I felt, my voice was too young, or my articulation of the issue too poorly formed to help them understand how out of place and isolated they inadvertently made me feel. Last week I read about a man in Indonesia who has just celebrated his 146.

Sorry for the excessive rhymes.

Grow into a soaring tree that fears neither storm nor blizzard. Anger and hurt only corrodes our soul. The only failure is failing to try. Success is the best revenge. Time flies when you do nothing. Personality begins where comparison ends. Houdini The best escape artist. Few quotes and sayings from novels based on Indian Mythology. Be silly enough to miss someone like the desert misses the rain.