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Showing posts from February, 2016

Easter Egg Hunt Musings

In my endeavor to expose the hidden thoughts of a mom with a child with special needs, I feel it would be beneficial to expose some of the random (and sometimes not so random) ramblings that surge through my head from time to time.  Also, I feel it beneficial to expose the same ramblings when thinking of my "typical" boys in light of living with a sister with special needs as well.  However, as the years pass, I am learning that many abnormal and weird things that boys do are apparently normal when speaking of boys.  This includes the oldest boy - my husband.

Let's start by letting you know that I will label these amusing brain synapses under the tag "Musings". Simple enough.  Found under this label will be the things I often wonder, but fear to ask, or ask, and hear crickets chirping in reply. This will be the section of "Is it normal for me to wonder"........ "IS THIS N.O.R.M.A.L?"

With Easter fast approaching, I will start with The Easte…

The Preface

This is a preface in the somewhere middle of our story.

A preface, as Paul Harvey would have said, to the "rest of the story".

I am a reader.  A trait that comes straight from my mom.  Storylines along the fringes of Kathy Reichs and Harry Potter can be found in my reading stack.

However, I am also a reader of realistic women.  My favorites range from Jen Hatmaker to Glennon.  I need wit and humor facing 'real' life in the trenches.

But, the one book I cannot find, the one I have been in search of for many years, is the book about a  medically complicated, developmentally delayed, deaf-blind kinda family -- surviving.  Happily.

I do not use the term 'survive' loosely.  Surviving comes in all kinds of kinds, with unique skills, and most importantly, the ability to flex through a range of pressure cooker temperatures.  Let it be known that keeping your nose just above the water is, in fact, surviving.  Surviving can also be accomplished drinking a margarita…