Which one is not like the others?

Weren't we all made a little different?

To: Friends and Family From: Mom of a Special Needs Child

Be patient, give grace, and know I am still here.

Providential Hands

Life can throw us curve balls. Just when you think everything will line up smoothly and all the ducks are in a row behind your marching orders, here comes life with a gust of wind to undue your hard work. Maybe, just maybe that gust of wind is a breath of fresh air. Jeremiah 29:11…

Dark Rooms Part 2

Do you ever wake up suddenly by a noise and try to spring into action? It's dark, everything is a little blurring, and your body just works on auto-pilot. Sitting in the MRI room watching Elsa was a blurry dark mess of emotions. Yet in the mess there were sparks of light, sparks of hope.…

Dark Rooms, Part 1

This post contains affiliated links. Memories exude a color in my mind. Darkness is the only way to describe a week I did not expect in our journey to a diagnosis with Elsa. I frequented our pediatrician weekly for weight checks. I pulled myself together for each visit and thoughtfully placed Elsa in her car…