The neutrality of peace and the certainty of chaos

If anyone is still out there, you’ve noticed I no longer write here. It’s not that life is not still wonderful and confusing, but that I’ve accepted the wonder and confusion for what it is, and it’s softened my desire to publicly ponder. Quiet reverie.

I feel more comfortable now, in this unique-ish mothering role – a little less bewildered and clueless, and a little more in-the-know and fortified. And with that, ready to move on to more bewildering things that I am clueless about.

I’ve started a new business that has been slow (so slow) to ramp up, with little (so little) time. It is named after A and called Arch Inclusive. The services I offer are the services I currently know how to do, and it’s nothing too exciting really, but still exciting. I have been working in this field (digital accessibility!) for 12 years now but have dreams to get more real about it all. You know, make a difference.

I won’t share any specifics that illustrate the enormity of my vision, but generally, I hope to grow a business that not only supports, but demonstrates, the significance of an inclusive community.

A brief update on our guy’s epilepsy, while I’m here: success with cannabis, then rocking the boat with weaning the keto diet. We’re currently back to square one seizure-wise, but with previous successes in July (5 seizure free days in a row!), we are optimistic about finding our footing once again. Slowly, surely, as with everything.