by Lillian Csernica on Thursday, November 23, 2017
Today is Thanksgiving Day here in the U.S.
Today is also my son John’s 19th birthday.
Today my oven is out of commission (and has been for about two weeks). We shall be dining at the Ideal Fish Company down by the Santa Cruz Wharf. It promises to be quite a feast.
Today I have written 1865 words of my new fantasy novel for #NaNoWriMo. I just finished, as a matter of fact. Now I can go eat dinner and party, having made today’s quota.
Today I am marinating in gratitude. It’s been a rough year. No matter what kind of day I’ve had, I can come online and find people on Twitter, on Facebook, at the games I play, and here on my blog. Kind people, funny people, sincere people, people with good hearts and sharp minds and dazzling powers of creativity.
Thank you to all of you who read this blog. Thank you for your supportive comments, for your reblogs, for all the ways you help me feel like I really am part of a community. All the hard work I struggle to accomplish really does mean something.
Thank you. God bless you. I wish you all the best.
Filed under autism, birthday, editing, Family, family tradition, fantasy, Fiction, Food, memoirs, mother, neurodiversity, parenting, specialneeds, Uncategorized, Writing
by Lillian Csernica on March 11, 2016
Three years ago today I began my adventure into the world of blogging. I have met many delightful people in the course of reading comments here and leaving my own replies on other folks’ blogs. The A to Z Blog Challenge is coming up next month. I look forward to participating once again. This is a wonderful way to meet new people and learn interesting tidbits about a wide variety of topics.
As the sign says, on Monday, March 21, all of us who are participating will be declaring the zany topics we’ve chosen. The first year I participated, I chose writing terms. For the second year, unusual items made from chocolate. Last year I came up with 26 really bad sword & sorcery movies. This year? I shall be exploring one of my favorite subjects. Be here on the 21st for the big unveiling!
Let me offer a deep and sincere thank you to every single one of you who has been kind enough to stop by, take a look, and even leave some comments. It means so much to me. That sounds corny, but it’s true. We may never meet face to face in this life, but even so I am so glad to have the opportunity to share ideas with you and hear what you have to say.
Life with my two sons can often be difficult to the point of heartbreaking. I thank you also for all your prayers, kind thoughts, and good wishes as my boys and I have made it through one of our more difficult years. God bless you for giving me some virtual shoulders to lean on when I’ve been in serious need of support.
Filed under autism, Blog challenges, chocolate, Depression, Family, Goals, Lillian Csernica, parenting, perspective, Special needs, sword and sorcery, Uncategorized, Writing
by Lillian Csernica on May 15th, 2014
Today I would like to salute the men and women who serve in the police force and as fire fighters. People go into these lines of work for various reasons. One key reason is their desire to help people. The two stories below demonstrate the warm, caring hearts that beat behind the badges these two officers wear.
One Police Officer Has Changed A Special Needs Family’s Life
One Police Officer Has Become an Ambassador for Kindness
Here’s the story of a man who was already busy fighting a fire when suddenly he was called upon to deliver a baby. Now that’s what I call multi-tasking!
British Firefighters Use Midwife Skills
It helps to be in the right place at the right time. It helps to have special emergency training. What really helps is having a compassionate heart and the willingness to take action, not just when circumstances demand desperate measures but in the little moments that can make a huge difference.
To all of you “ordinary people” out there all over the world who will never be recognized publicly for what you do, thank you so much. Thank you for lighting that candle rather than just cursing the darkness.