Sunday, January 23, 2005
Yet Another Statistic
Interestingly enough, I have my first client whose parents are not divorced. They are both caring, loving and fully aware of their son's needs. They are in a tough situation. And yet, they find strength in each other. In my, perhaps narrow, mind this is the way things should be.
How ironic that I should get a retainer agreement with two signatures on it as I walk out the door to my home forever.
The Lawyer-Novelist is filing for divorce.
Dreams die.
I've heard that the divorce rate among parents who have kids with disabilities is high. Among parents with kids who are autistic, I've heard statistics bantered around as high as 90%.
I'm now a statistic.
Somehow, I must remember that the novel is equally as important as the practice.
I sat out in one of the most beautiful places on earth on Thursday. In May, I watched two hawks mate in mid flight. The daring and acrobatics were as amazing as they were erotic.
On Thursday, I watched two vultures circle around the same spot dreaming of the dead.
How ironic that I should get a retainer agreement with two signatures on it as I walk out the door to my home forever.
The Lawyer-Novelist is filing for divorce.
Dreams die.
I've heard that the divorce rate among parents who have kids with disabilities is high. Among parents with kids who are autistic, I've heard statistics bantered around as high as 90%.
I'm now a statistic.
Somehow, I must remember that the novel is equally as important as the practice.
I sat out in one of the most beautiful places on earth on Thursday. In May, I watched two hawks mate in mid flight. The daring and acrobatics were as amazing as they were erotic.
On Thursday, I watched two vultures circle around the same spot dreaming of the dead.
