“From Heartache to Hope”

I’ve done a few book reviews before, but never on this blog.

(I was even signed up to be one of those Thomas Nelson book review bloggers, but the first book they sent for review was that one by Britney Spears mother. Yeah. I’m truly sorry, Thomas Nelson, but I honestly just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I’m a Southern girl and I was taught if you don’t have something nice to say… I think it’s still on the bottom of my nightstand.)

Anyway.

I do have a book that I am thrilled to be able to share with all of you!

“From Heartache to Hope– Middle Tennessee Families Living With Autism.”

In the interest of full disclosure, I will tell you right upfront that I am friends with the author and producer of the book, Leisa Hammett. I met Leisa online when I was blogging for the Tennessean and she was moderating the forums on their Moms Like Me website. We have met in real life several times since then, most recently at the Blissdom conference last week, and my affection and admiration for her is boundless. I have also met her teen daughter Grace, who was diagnosed at age three with moderately severe autism. Grace is a visual artist whose work can be seen at http://gracegoad.com/

Let me try to describe Leisa to you. She is, of course, a tireless advocate for her daughter and the autism community, lecturing, volunteering, and educating. She has appeared on countless seminar panels, workshops, and even ABC’s “The View.” She is articulate, focused, and driven. She is fiercely intelligent. She is tall and lovely with a head full of goldilocks curls. Her resume is equally impressive: “…a 30-year veteran of the corporate and nonprofit communications industry including public and employee relations, writing for regional and national magazines and newspapers, arts editor, former ASMT (Autism Society of Middle Tennessee) Parent Representative…” Are you getting the picture? This woman is a force of nature!

For “From Heartache to Hope,” Leisa teamed with highly-respected Nashville photographer Rebekah Pope, a specialist in baby, child and family portraiture. Together they have profiled a diverse collection of families in the middle Tennessee area whose lives have been directly affected by autism. From a single African-American mother raising three autistic children to the wealthy scion of the Frist family and his autistic son, Leisa’s spare, elegant words and Rebekah’s evocative black and white photos immediately draw you in. There is an unflinching quality to this book– no attempt is made to soften the heartbreaking reality and relentless struggle of living with autism. But unexpectedly, there is not only a thread of hope that runs through each story, there is a deep sense of connection and yes, joy in these families. They are part of a club that no one ever wanted to be in, but now that they are, there’s no way they are going to allow it to ruin their lives. These mothers and fathers and grandparents and siblings don’t just see a diagnosis, a label, a disorder; they see their loved ones.

Autism is described as a complex neural disorder that significantly alters the brain’s development of social and communication skills. It profoundly affects how a person perceives the world, and their ability to relate to other people. Autism includes a wide spectrum of behaviors– it can range from mildly impaired social interaction to severely disabled. It is baffling and complicated and can be devastating to everyone involved. That’s why the descriptions and pictures of the families in this book, all these different kinds of families, are so very heartwarming. In every single photograph, the person with autism is being physically touched and embraced by the other family members. They are surrounding, protecting and drawing their loved one into the family circle– constantly reaching out to the person who’s unable to really reach out to them. The images are strong. The words are beautiful. This is a poignant and powerful book.

On a personal note: Many of you readers know or know of Emily Sutherland, one of my favorite women in the world, who is a scriptwriter for Gaither Music and the benevolent overlord at  Gaither.com.  In 2008, her brilliantly quirky 11 year-old son was diagnosed with Asberger’s Syndrome, which is part of the spectrum of autism disorders. She and her incredible husband Scott rallied from the gut-punch of the diagnosis and embarked on a journey of learning and discovery. They researched and networked, striving to educate themselves so they could best serve their child. It was heartbreaking and inspiring to watch. Thanks to a complicated combination of medical, nutritional and psychological interventions, their son is doing well. But as Emily recently wrote me, “My wish is that everyone could be spared as late a diagnosis as we received.”

One of the many benefits of an art/documentary book like “From Heartache to Hope” is that it raises awareness of what autism is, and helps de-mystify and de-stigmatize by ‘putting a face’ on the people who are living with it. Leisa and her creative collaborators respectfully honor these ordinary families that will spend their lives wrestling with this extraordinary disorder by allowing them to simply and honestly tell their stories.

P.S. I would be very interested in hearing if any of you guys have friends or family whose lives have been touched by autism…

** “From Heartache to Hope” can be ordered here. The book costs $35, (plus $4 shipping costs), and the proceeds will benefit ASMT, the local autism support organization.

**All images courtesy of Rebekah Pope Photography/”From Heartache to Hope”

Blissdom ’10: Dances with Moms

ATTENTION All Non-Blog-Conference-Attending Readers (including All Readers Who Really Don’t Give A Dang About Conferences In General, And Perhaps Blogging Conferences In Particular):

Bear with me, but the deal is, I’m kinda full-to-overflowing right now, basking in my post-Blissdom glow and whatnot, so I want to chronicle the experience while it’s still relatively fresh. Also, I want to participate in some Linky-love by connecting this post at two different places: here and here. So come on, hang in there and read anyway. Or drum your fingers impatiently, look out the window and think about ponies– this won’t take long.

Here we go!

TOP 10 NOTES TO SELF (AND ANYBODY ELSE) FROM BLISSDOM:


Photo courtesy of mooshinindy


#10: Never underestimate the power of comfortable footwear. As the grizzled veteran of three whole blogging conferences, I instantly recognize newbies by their pained expressions and clenched teeth as they totter across the vast expanse of the Opryland Hotel in heels that look great with the outfit but were maybe not such a great idea… Blisters can be a real buzzkill.

**FABULOUS, but… uh uh.

**Better…

**Best!

Photos courtesy of Southern Fairytale (Rachel)



#9: Pace yourself. As much as I want to go to every single thing and avail myself of every opportunity, if I burn myself out the first day by running myself silly, I’m not going to get my money’s worth out of the rest of the conference. Prioritize, and don’t be afraid to sit some stuff out. (OR… go balls to the wall and just collapse and rest when you get home– your choice!)

#8: Swag is fun-- who doesn’t like free stuff?!– but don’t take it if you’re not going to use it, even if it is offered. And if you get something that you don’t use, give it away. (Anybody need the Mam pacifiers that came in my Lands End tote bag? My girls are now 17 and 13 and don’t attend raves, so we’ll happily pass them on.)

Photo courtesy of mooshinindy


#7: There can be glaring exceptions, but generally? Most of the time, the bigger the blogger, the nicer they are.

Photo courtesy of mooshinindy

Photo courtesy of SuburbanTurmoil


#6: (And this one is crucial) Push past your comfort zone and DANCE if the opportunity arises! My single favorite memory of Blissdom ’10 has got to be the disco madness that spontaneously erupted in the FUSE club after the Harry Connick Jr. performance. It was so joyous and silly, I laughed as hard as I danced! There is nothing quite like the sight of a group of dressed-to-the-9’s smokey-eyed (Thanks, Cover Girl!) women fist-pumping, body rolling and booty shaking to the Black Eyed Peas… Makes me misty just thinking about it. We also managed to scare the crap out of HC Jr.’s two horn players who were foolish brave enough to jump into the fray. They were lulled into a false sense of security by the presence of a few babes in arms, so they didn’t know what they were getting themselves into until it was too late. That’ll teach ‘em to stereotype nursing mothers!

Oh, Harry…. *sigh*…

Photo courtesy of DawnMHSH


Photo courtesy of Wendy Piersall (@eMom)


Those poor sweet horn players are trapped somewhere in the middle of all those bodies…

Photo courtesy of mooshinindy


#5: Let go of the whole “What do I wear?????” thing. The clothes, across the board, were as diverse as the bloggers who wore them. And the truth of the matter is, nobody really cares that much about what you’re wearing, they’re too busy having fun– and worrying if their clothes are ‘right.’ So just relax and go for it!

Photo courtesy of mooshinindy

Photo courtesy of mooshinindy

Photo courtesy of mooshinindy

Photo courtesy of Sarcastic Mom

Photo courtesy of mooshinindy

#4: Offer your card or use your Poken liberally. My blogroll increases substantially every time I go to a conference, which is fabulous. I find blogs that I maybe never would have stumbled upon if I hadn’t met the blogger and exchanged cards. And once you find them, visit their blog and leave a comment– you know how bloggers feel about comments…

#3: If it’s possible, come early and stay late. Since Blissdom is a local event for me, it is very easy to talk myself into NOT staying at the hotel, since I could drive home and be in my own bed every night. But I’ve found that total immersion in the whole experience is worth the money. There’s something about being away from everything comfortable and familiar, and being surrounded by all of the other bloggers that really puts you in the right frame of mind to fully drink it all in.

Photo courtesy of mooshinindy

#2: OK, I am totally going to claim complete credit for this idea. I think I invented it, and I fully expect the CEO of Twitter to jump on this and possibly name something after me. Here’s what I discovered (with apologies to anyone who is bored cross-eyed by any kind of tech talk– and trust me, this is about as tech-y as I get, which is to say NOT VERY MUCH):

Sometimes it is very hard to choose between two different meetings that are going on at the same time. Since everyone is Twittering anyway, I decided to use TweetDeck to my full advantage by starting a column with the hashtag “blissdom” and monitoring it carefully. I opened a document and titled it with the name of the session I was attending, but I also scrolled down and typed the name of the OTHER session in the next room that I was missing. While I listened carefully and made notes, I also kept one eye on the #blissdom column and scanned the notes that people were tweeting from the other session– in conferences like this, people often live-tweet and hash tag some of the best quotes and main themes, kind of like a Twitter-stream of consciousness. When I would see something particularly well-phrased or a great idea tweeted from the other session, I would cut and paste it onto my page of notes. So at the end of my session, I had a page full of good notes that I had taken and another page full of good notes on the other session that basically other people had made for me!  Ta-da! My nephew The Computer Genius tried to tell me there’s some sort of app or download or program that does something sorta like this, but I did the fingers in my  ears LALALALALA thing because I KNOW that this genius idea is mine all mine. You’re welcome. And please send me lots of money as a royalty if you ever use this.

Photo courtesy of mooshinindy

And now, here’s the #1 Thing I Learned From Blissdom ’10:

What a difference a friend makes!

If I could build a solid gold bloggy shrine to Busymom, aka Elizabeth, I totally would.

Photo courtesy of mooshinindy

OK, here’s the deal.

Even in the touchy/feely/huggy/squeeeee!-y estrogen-fueled world of women bloggers, there is still a hardcore professional business aspect to it all. And whenever there is money to be made, there is competition. And where there is competition, there will always be a pecking order with people  jostling for position and striving for world domination. So WHO you know is verrrry important, and if you have only a limited time to network and make connections, it behooves you to spend that time with people who can ‘do you some good’, right? Well, as it turns out, Busymom is quite firmly in the A-list category of  bloggers. There is nothing I can do for her, no cache or influence to be gained by hanging out with me. Apparently she just likes hanging out with me, go figure.  I’m actually quite independent but as I’ve already confessed (ad nauseum), surprisingly I don’t really thrive in a schmoozy conference atmosphere, ripe with opportunities to try to glad-hand your way to greater influence and recognition– paradoxically, I end up getting kind of shy and hanging back.  But this year, right from the get-go I totally relaxed and enjoyed myself because I had a friend to sit by, talk to, eat lunch and laugh with (especially laugh with, because Elizabeth? IS FUNNY!) We weren’t joined at the hip, I’m not all needy and clingy, for crying out loud–we usually didn’t even attend the same sessions– but in her typical low-key way, she made sure to graciously introduce me to whoever stopped to talk to her and to casually include me in a couple of things I wouldn’t usually be a part of. The difference those simple acts of kindness made in my overall conference experience is immeasurable, and it was a huge lesson to me.

On Saturday I was given the opportunity to return the favor by befriending a delightful blogger, Amy from ‘She Wears Many Hats’. This was her first conference, and I instantly recognized that overwhelmed look of information overload in her eyes. It was lovely to get to know her over lunch, and the three of us also hung out for a while on Saturday night at the Movie/Games/Karaoke Extravaganza. Once again, Busymom unselfishly answered questions and offered her experience and wisdom, just as she has with me and many, many others.

If I am portraying her as the Mother Teresa of Bloggers, I really don’t mean to. Elizabeth is not as sweet as marshmallow fluff, she is witty and acerbic and does not suffer fools gladly. But by choosing to “use her power for good,” to consistently welcome and encourage and promote other bloggers without any sense of entitlement or hint of condescension– well, it’s not only impressive, it’s challenging.  As we continue to navigate the ever-changing landscape of blogging for women with all of its wide-open opportunities for advancement, I truly hope that we never lose sight of the fact that there is indeed room for all of us. Competition is healthy and business savvy is genderless, but as we each work to carve out our own corner of the blogosphere we need to remember that we have a secret weapon available to us:  the power of women to connect with each other, to truly embody all of those trendy terms we throw around at these conferences like ‘community’ and ‘authenticity’. For all of our drama, we’re also a compassionate bunch, and we know how to rally ’round when the occasion calls for it– just ask MckMama, or Anissa, or the Spohrs.

If you will allow me just a moment of hormonal hyperbole,  Blissdom ’10 reminded me once again of all of the things I love about being a woman, and being with other women. We do indeed rock the cradle AND the world, usually while wearing really cute shoes. We are capable of great depth and surprising shallowness. We laugh at each other and cry for each other. We can attend prayer breakfasts and cocktail parties with equal enthusiasm. I just love being surrounded by that energy, I am proud to be a part of it, and God willing, I will be Dancing With Moms again at Blissdom ’11.

Tori Taff

I’m Tori, and I’m a late-blooming Baby Boomer. Read more!

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