Ripping Off The Bandaid
These are the lessons I have learned since deciding rip off the bandaid to share both my son’s diagnoses, and our family’s journey, with the world. A “label” isn’t always a bad thing…
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Cheers!
That memory popped up in my personal Facebook feed this morning… The therapist I referred to in this post a year ago was the brilliant speech language pathologist, who spent…
The Lie I Told Today
This is the lie I told this morning at church… In response to the question “How are you today?” – my answer was “fine, thank you.” Or some version of…
A New Waiting Room
I am writing this post as I sit in a very uncomfortable chair, in the waiting room of an adolescent psychiatrist. This is our first time at his office. My…
We're All A Little Broken 