I received a call from an unknown number. It was a young gal at Peninsula High calling around 8pm. She said, “Hi, This is Aidynn Oschman, and I am Ryan’s buddy for the Freshmen Link Crew. Freshmen Orientation is Wednesday from 9-12 and Ryan will be in my small group.” My son, Luke, and Aidynn were friends in middle school and I thought may still be friends. I knew she was probably familiar Continue Reading
In Honor of Special Needs Dads
"Special Needs Dads"--does anyone even utter that phrase, that title, the recognition of THEIR journey, their ache, their stress, and their infinite love for their special children?? I have gathered for you some advice from seasoned, experienced and grounded fathers, who, if they could sit across the table with you, would share these words: From Joe Platnick, father to son, Stephen, age Continue Reading
When Mom Has a Hangover
Ouch. Oh no. Please don’t make me get up. Wow, why does my head feel like it was hit by a truck and put back together by toddlers with chubby fingers? And just why? Why do I do these things? Whyyyyyyyyyyyy???????? It’s so painful. The PAIN IN MY HEART is the worst. When you know that you have blown it “as a mom” (because you don’t ever blow it in other arenas…), it Continue Reading
I Give, You Give
Recently, my caseworker asked me to make a list of all the things I do for Ryan. Daily, weekly, appointments, driving, etc. ALL. OF. IT. And the list is long. And he is 14 years old. Today!! As I wrote and reviewed the list, asked hubby and our beloved behaviorist/sitter to give input, well, it made me kind of sad. Sad to see it all there in black and white. His incredible DEPENDENCE, and Continue Reading
A Birth & A Blink
I was FINE FINE FINE until the slideshow began. And then the famous Pomp and Circumstance music started rolling and my lips started quivering. All the 5th graders marched into the MPR, all dressed up with their homemade-Pinterest-worthy mortarboard graduation hats on heads, purple leis around their necks. Shining bright. And I kept smiling on the outside with my bright lipstick smile but Continue Reading
Dear Mom
Dear Mom, No one warned me when I was pregnant—that I may be a mother…without my mother. It’s not anything I began to imagine amidst my growing belly, baby showers, and nesting a nursery. I was barely into motherhood when I lost you to your lung cancer. All those decades of smoking. You were diagnosed and gone in the length of a summer. Our last summer. At the time I had my toddler, Continue Reading
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