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Fatherhood, Hijacked | When Life Doesn’t Go According to Plan

    In the world of Special Needs parenting, moms usually get all the press (well, of the press we do get.)  Mom is usually the one to duke it out at IEP meetings.  Moms rule most of the blogosphere.  Moms march on Capitol Hill.  And all those da Vinci, Michelangelo, and Raphael depictions of the Madonna? (The Virgin,…[READ MORE]


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Faith Through Disappointment – Part 4: Get in the WORD

    In Part one of the series, “Faith Through Disappointment,” I introduced the “Four Gets” in my journey to wholeness.  The first was to Get REAL.  Be honest with yourself and with God about your grief and anger. Part two, was Get HELP.  In your struggle, don’t shrivel from self-imposed martyrdom.  Permit yourself a White Flag…[READ MORE]


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Faith Through Disappointment – Part 3: GET PEOPLE

    Four-part series, “Faith Through Disappointment” continues. Of the “Four Gets,” the first is to Get REAL:  Giving ourselves permission to grieve or get angry. The second, is to Get HELP:  Be willing to lean on others.  We were not meant to carry our burdens alone. The third, is to Get PEOPLE:  God provides help…[READ MORE]


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“Just a piece of paper” – In Honor of Autism D-Day

  In honor of our D-Day.  On August 20, 2004, a pediatric neurologist scribbled, “Diagnostic code 299.00.  Autism,” on a prescription pad.  Some pieces of paper cut far deeper than others. **********************************************************  “Just a piece of paper” A marriage certificate.  Divorce papers.  A Do Not Resuscitate Form.  An adoption certificate.  A will, deed or pink slip. “Just…[READ MORE]


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“I Can Never Die”

  Who Will Take Care Of My Child After I’m Gone?   Parents of “normal” children don’t have to worry about this.  It’s a given that children grow up to become independent, and go off to raise children of their own.  Not so for my family.  As a perennial, functionally five-year old, our autistic son…[READ MORE]


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Mother’s Day, Post Mortem

  The Day After All fanfare is done.  Restaurants recover from the busiest day of the year.  Florists sweep away forlorn bouquets that weren’t pretty enough to get picked.  Drugstores stash away the picked-over greeting cards.  Maybe they’ll get recycled next year. For many women, it may not have been a joyous day of celebration.  Perhaps…[READ MORE]


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