All the world’s a stage.

My daughter climbed in bed with me the other morning. So nice to know my seventeen year old still feels comfortable doing that. I started chatting and became quite animated about something and she said. ‘Are you sure you have selective mutism (SM)?’, jokingly.

She understands SM. All my children do — now. But my baby (the seventeen year old) is with me most often these days and when we are out and about (like at the…