She meant business. Her tiny fists were clenched. Her sweet pigtails bobbing up and down as she stomped her feet and gave me the meanest look her four-year-old face could muster. I had told her no; she couldn’t have that iPad app she’d been asking for, and she was not happy. She was overtired, and… Continue reading Into The Arms Of Grace
Sweet Girl, I know that the things the other kids at the playground said to you today were hurtful. They hurt me too. I try to be strong for you but the truth is, sometimes Mommy cries tears that no one but God can see. Sometimes my heart breaks into a million pieces for you,… Continue reading To My Daughter, When Words Hurt…
After I dropped the older kids off at VBS this morning (THANK YOU, volunteers!), I sat in my strangely quiet living room, listening to the rain with the baby on my lap. I unpacked my heavy heart before God. I know He’s always there. I see it in His mercies, moment-by-moment, in the middle of… Continue reading A Dry And Weary Season
His 2nd birthday party came and went. It was nothing like I’d imagined or secretly hoped for. There was no singing of “Happy Birthday”. Being surrounded and focused on by a group of people scares him and, to have them all start singing at him…there would only be tears. The candles scared him too, and… Continue reading Tradition Redefined
We’re back here again, living in a deep valley that no one around us seems to understand. Both my daughter and my son have been in meltdown mode day in and day out for weeks. Life did that thing again that sends them over the edge: it changed. My daughter lost her favorite therapist to another… Continue reading The Gift Of Acknowledgment
I got myself a gift this Mother’s Day: A Tattoo. If you’d asked me a few years ago if I’d ever get a tattoo, I’d tell you not in a million years. I just didn’t view myself as “the type”, whatever that means. Things changed. I changed. I’ve been deep in the trenches for as long… Continue reading Chosen By Grace
You know what the experts don’t tell you when they diagnose your child with Autism??? They don’t tell you that you may find yourself in a room with your child when she has a meltdown, trying to protect yourself as she hits and kicks you, while you simultaneously try to comfort her as she frantically screams, “I don’t… Continue reading What They Don’t Tell You When Your Child Is Diagnosed With Autism
