The greatest test to the boy’s self control right now: If he can pass this test, he can do anything, 🙂 Share what you managed to capture this week. Please spread the comment love around. Thank you.
Monthly Archives: December 2011
The Hardest Word I’ve Ever Said
Seven years. Over a thousand hours at hospitals and specialist appointments. Countless interventions at home. And it turns out the most important word to help my daughter’s treatment is this: NO. No… we’re not doing a nineteenth round of medication adjustments. It’s time for hospitalization. No… I won’t take her home from the hospital and…
The Weary Woman..
The other day, I was overcome with emotion when I read what our friend Tammy said on her blog. (I’ll wait for you to come back…) This is such a sensitive topic. And one that is so often overlooked. We, regardless of situation, are still human. We have bad days. We have moments when we’re…
How Many Caseworkers Do You Have?
My calendar this time of the year gets a little cramped. We have a few birthdays (read that as all three kiddos), obviously Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years (which also happens to be our anniversary). There’s only two annual events I attend for any given year…both this month – what AM I going to make for…
Treading Two Paths
I was so hoping this year to focus on building social scaffolding for the child at school. I’m dreaming of setting up a circle of friends who will know, understand, and advocate on her behalf as her differences become more apparent to her peers. I am just beginning the process of working out what that…
Special Exposure Wednesday – Took Over
Sorry I’m late but as you can see, somebody took over my laptop, 😉 Share what you managed to capture this week. Please spread the comment love around. Thank you.
Wounding Words, Wondrous Words
I almost couldn’t hear it when she spoke. Words uttered under breath, understood loud and clear. “You’re so late,” she rolls her eyes, clicks her tongue in disapproval. I smile anyway, pass by, walk my daughter to class. Fifteen minutes after the bell rang, we’re entering campus. The words rattle me again. But not…