Jen

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Name: Jen Merrill
Date registered: December 26, 2013

Latest posts

  1. I see you — November 13, 2017
  2. The 23rd Mile — November 6, 2017
  3. November, November — November 1, 2017
  4. Self-care and YOU — October 10, 2017
  5. Caring for your soul in this age of fear — October 2, 2017

Most commented posts

  1. I DON’T brag about my gifted kid — 283 comments
  2. That time The Today Show mocked gifted kids — 135 comments
  3. What I wish others knew about parenting twice-exceptional kids — 70 comments
  4. Gifted kids are not like other kids — 61 comments
  5. Emotional Intensity in Gifted Kids: An Interview with Christine Fonseca — 49 comments

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Nov 13 2017

I see you

  Mislabeled. Misdiagnosed. Misunderstood. Missed. Unidentified. Invisible. Hidden in plain sight. Twice-exceptional. I see you. I see you in the classroom, rarely living up to your “potential.” I see you wanting to succeed, but struggling against your own self. I see you out there in the world, working so hard only to appear average-to-middling. I believe …

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Nov 06 2017

The 23rd Mile

I am in no way a runner. Not even a little. If you see me running, I recommend you give serious thought to joining me, as I am very likely running from something with fangs or a creature moaning braaaaaaiiiiiinnnnnnsssss. I thought about wanting to be a runner a few years ago and gave that …

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Nov 01 2017

November, November

Why are there so many personal improvement events in November? I mean, it’s the end of the year, we’re all looking towards 12/31/17 for the end of this venomous dumpster fire of a year, it’s the start of the holidays. And yet? We have Movember. And NaNoWriMo. And there used to be NaBloPoMo, though that …

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Oct 10 2017

Self-care and YOU

Long walks. Hyperventilating into a paper bag. Meditation. Locking yourself in the bathroom with the vent fan on high so no one can hear you scream yourself hoarse into a towel. Journaling. Hooking up a barrel of wine to the faucet so you not only have hot and cold running water, but your favorite red …

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Oct 02 2017

Caring for your soul in this age of fear

Hey you. How’ya doin’? Hanging in there? One foot in front of the other and chin up and all that? Yeah. The world right now is a jagged rock of shit tumbling down the WTF avalanche bouncing around inside of an out of control dumpster fire, so I feel ya. I’m struggling too. Hand to …

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Oct 01 2017

At the intersection of creativity and life

  Years ago, way back in the dark ages of raising young boys, I did a lot of scrapbooking. Like, a lot. It was my hobby of choice and I loved it. Still do, I just don’t have the time and space I once did to indulge, plus I vowed not to spend another cent …

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Sep 18 2017

Homeschooling: acquisition of skills or accumulation of facts?

It’s that time of year again. That time of year when I get just a wee bit crazy (erm…crazier), and it’s not because I’m still scanning the horizon for the Disaster of the Day. It’s the start of “this is the curriculum on which we agreed, now shaddup and go do your work.” Hold me. …

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Sep 13 2017

Sometimes it’s just hard

I woke with a headache this morning. I hate waking with headaches, starting my day off in pain. My migraines begin as I sleep, weaving their way into increasingly disturbing dreams, until I jolt into consciousness at the bleating of my alarm clock. I slap it off, drink some water to clear out the cotton …

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Sep 09 2017

Fall fell

When the world around you is drowning or burning or looking up at the sky waiting for aliens, it’s mighty tough to write something with a touch of snark or any level of complaint. There are far too many others out there drowning or burning or tumbling down the boulevard like a tumbleweed or enduring …

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Sep 01 2017

Anxiety and gifted adulting and aw hell get me off this rock

My emotional over-excitabilities are at a forest fire level lately. Kinda like a red-flag warning, EF5 tornado of red-hot flame, tearing across the prairie to Laura and Pa level of out of control. I am supremely proud of the fact that I have not lost my shit 1) online, 2) with my sons, 3) with …

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