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Autism

Thumbs up to Mary – and Lilith

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Mothers Day is complicated for me, because my son is non verbal, and has severe autism, and so a special occasion without presents for him, or cake, or a party, would have no meaning in his world. I’m very happy to make these things happen on days like Christmas, or his birthday, but not for myself. That would heighten the sense of the absurd that already hangs about ‘mothers day’ for me like the faint whiff of a chemical air freshener that I can’t quite separate from the perfume of fresh flowers. It’s manufactured to a certain extent, and then, on the other…

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The Outsiders

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I’ve always felt like an outsider. I was born late, the last of my generation in my large extended family. I was too young to participate in my family’s life while it was all happening, and by the time I reached those milestones of family holidays and celebrations, I often as not did them with just my mother, or by myself. As I grew older I went to schools in other, far flung parts of Sydney – many long bus rides away. The area we lived in – Glebe – was mainly a slum then, and I was a middle class…

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Is there a point to worrying about stuff that might happen?

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It’s not that I didn’t worry before my son Leo was born that he would have autism. I certainly covered that. In fact, a few years ago, I phoned a therapist I had talked to before deciding to have a baby, and after I’d caught her up on the events of the last few years, she breathed down the phone in wonder – a wonder that I was later quite proud of, I mean it must take quite a bit to impress a therapist, right? You think they’ve seen it all but then there’s you … Anyway. ‘It all happened…

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