The Maintenance Man

I pulled up to the massive school. The outside was pristine and beautiful but I could not tell where the entrance was to the theater. As I drove around the building for the second time I noticed a maintenance man wrestling with a ladder so I rolled down my window. “Excuse me, I’m trying to... Continue Reading →

Two Roads

My life often feels like this picture. I travel the rough road on the right while almost everyone I know travels the left. My road is bumpy and at times treacherous. There are places where there are no lines and days I don't even know if I am on the correct side. Potholes appear suddenly... Continue Reading →

Even Loveable

Yesterday, April second, was World Autism Day. I never once imagined what types of challenges a family with a child with special needs faces until I had one. I never even considered their lives as perhaps different from my own until October 26, 2001 when my middle son, Wesley, was handed to me in the... Continue Reading →

Two Crosses

As Easter approaches I have been thinking about the Cross. To the Romans, at that time, it was a means to inflict the most shame and send a resounding message of defeat. They had several methods of capital punishment but reserved crucifixion to leave a lingering message to their enemies. It was the most painful... Continue Reading →

Find the K’s

I bought Nathan, my five-year-old, a workbook to reinforce his pre-k lessons regarding learning letters. One of the exercises required him to circle all the letter k's from letters randomly thrown across the page. Once that was complete he was to connect the circles to reveal the picture. He had a role to play and... Continue Reading →

It is in the letting go…

I had a good cry this morning. And this afternoon. And this evening. I am facing the reality that in two months my oldest son, Emerson, will graduate from high school. He will finally spread his wings and in August will fly straight to NYC. Today I found myself wishing I could be more like... Continue Reading →

Joyful Expectation

I wait for the Lord, my soul does wait, and in His word do I hope. Psalm 130:5  My middle son, Wesley, has a favorite game that I play with him. Though he is sixteen years old deletions on his first chromosome have left him cognitively a three-year old. In our game Wesley lays down... Continue Reading →

Power

We were without power for almost 24 hours before it went back on this morning. High winds left trees toppled. My children's trampoline flew to the other side of my almost 2 acre yard. No power leaves everyone unsettled. It is easy to forget how much we depend on it until it is no longer... Continue Reading →

Make It Better

I can honestly say that I would not love my middle son, Wesley, more if he had a complete set of chromosomes. He would not be more my child if he did not have a diagnosis of autism. He is my joy and it is a privilege to be his mother. Once in a while,... Continue Reading →

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