Susan Senator

So much I still want to accomplish, such as…

Publish my novel, which I’m calling, “Dirt: A Story of Gardening, Mothering, and a Midlife Crisis.”
Write a book about the Special Olympics
Get reviewed in the New Yorker, even a pan/write something for the New Yorker
Secure Nat’s future
Be able to pay for Max’s and Ben’s college choices
Secure our retirement
Get on Oprah’s show with my message about autism, not hers
Go to another White House dinner
Learn how to avoid future toxic relationships
Get my school system to be accountable for Nat’s home-based therapy needs
Have grandchildren
Befriend my future daughters-in-law
Be good enough to belly dance for an audience (other than Ned)
Live in a European country for a short time, studying writing
Go back to Israel for a visit
Get my town to raise taxes for the schools
Meet Clapton and learn at least one guitar trick from him
Meet Dylan and ask why he switches from first person to third and back in Tangled Up in Blue
Publish a New York Times oped or Sunday Times “Lives” column
Learn how to age gracefully (without surgery, injections, or despair)
Become a regular columnist at the Washington Post
Get a dog (black or yellow lab only)
Stop spending money I don’t really have/make more money
Be happy with my boys’ solitary ways
Join a temple for Ben’s education
Run for U.S. Senator when Ted is finished