Since the first of March, grief has been my not-so-quiet companion. I try to keep most of my crying contained; when I’m in the shower or times when my two sons and husband aren’t home. But the grief and sadness burst out at random and inopportune moments. When will my eyes stop leaking? According to medicinenet.com grief is “the normal process of reacting to a loss.” It goes on to list … [Read more...]
The Mean Girl Dilemma and Autism
Sitting among the group she silently watched while waiting with anticipation as invitations were distributed. Every girl received the coveted prize but her. In her mind she thought it was just a mistake so the conversation played out like this, “I didn’t get my invitation.” “I don’t have on for you.” “Oh, well it’s ok, my mom can talk to your mom. She will say I can go.” “Um, no, it’s … [Read more...]
Please Be Kind To My Son
Those who are kind benefit themselves, but the cruel bring ruin on themselves. Proverbs 11:17 I sat on the bench with my husband and daughter. We were at a park taking a break while my son Charlie (4 at the time) went on the playground right in front of us. As we sat and watched, another boy kept following Charlie and trying to ask him something. At the time Charlie couldn't say too … [Read more...]
6 Ways Sharing Empowers Parents
April 17, 2018, is World Hemophilia Hemophilia Day. Before you tune out because you don't have a loved one affected by my son's rare bleeding disorder, listen to this year's theme — "Sharing Knowledge Makes Us Stronger." That's a theme I find to have relevance far beyond the hemophilia community. In fact, I would say that the theme of strength in sharing is extremely apropos for every parent … [Read more...]
Remind Us to Breathe
My son and I are currently hanging out in our RV at a naval base in California. This morning I heard chanting on the path behind our camper and looked outside to see a squad of naval cadets jogging. They were doing what the military likes to call a “fun run." Or the less fun term, squadron PT. In the front was the leader, carrying the squadron flag and leading the group chant. Directly behind him … [Read more...]
When I Mistook a Doctor’s Word as Gospel
Things were simple the day my daughter was born, at least at first. As soon as she entered the world, I did my own assessment of her: ten fingers, ten toes, two eyes, a nose, and a weak cry. Everything seemed fine. My husband and I were thrilled to be first time parents. We remarked on how “beautiful” and “perfect” she was. We joyfully called people to announce her arrival. We smiled in … [Read more...]