Every idea starts with a spark. The moment came when my son threw down his iPad on the floor, his AI powered learning app still open with his feet stomping the floor and the tears on his cheeks. He yelled, "Mommy, this is too hard. I can't keep up." "So, what do you do when you see a child you know or love breaks down in front of you?" Of course, I kneel down.I gathered him in my arms because as a six-year-old, he was very frustrated with a tool that was supposed to help him learn and grow. In my tenure at ...

It was just another ordinary day in the lab. The air smelled faintly of alcohol. There was a sound of a fan that was soothing.I had a petri dish in my hands with tiny cells that I nurtured for weeks. Then my phone bust. It was Deir's school.I answered it lap code and all. Ma'am, a male voice says, I'm a police officer. Your son is in crisis.When can you get here. And then I hear it. My son screaming in the background.I saw in the hallway of a cancer lab surrounded by protocols and petri dishes. At that mome ...

This is little Noni. I am four years old. And the way I experience the world is through sensations.Bright lights can affect me. Textures on my clothes, sounds, all of this is the way I take the world in. When I cry, it's not me being manipulative or some sort of strategy.It's my nervous system feeling overwhelmed. And I'm told, "N, don't cry. Be a good girl. You're fine." I slowly start learning behavior. But what I'm really really learning here is this.My emotions are too much. Only when I am quiet and cal ...