Then the angel of the Lord came again and touched him and said, “Get up and eat some more, or the journey ahead will be too much for you.” I King 19:7 NLT He sat under the broom tree mentally and physically...

As a mom of a son with a disability, I walk a path hedged in by fears on both sides. And the older I get the bigger the hedges grow.  What happens if my son outlives me? On one side is the fear of...

I don’t know if other people read the Comment section of articles or if it’s just me. But occasionally I like to skim the comments and get a pulse of how other people feel. I check out how many agreed...

Transition is a word I’ve come to associate with the change from infant/child services to adult services. There may be other definitions but this is what’s been seared into my brain ever since my son,...

It was Saturday night and I was at a friend’s house when my phone started buzzing. If you’ve spent any time with me, then you know I’m notorious for never hearing my phone. A lot of time it’s...

I was overwhelmed looking at the tiny pieces scattered all over my kitchen table. One day all these little tiles will come together to form a picture. Today it’s just a cacophony of trivial pieces of blanks...

In my journey as a mom of a child with a disability, some disappointments trip me up. It’s frustrating when plans don’t work out, systems that should be in place aren’t and agencies that should be providing...