Yesterday, I attended Bailey’s very last, IEP (Individual Education Plan) meeting. Since he was five, I would attend them on heightened alert since the majority of the time the educators were not following the plan that we had in place. Exhausted and frustrated at our education system for leaving my child behind, I… Continue reading The Good Fight
As if trying to get ready to leave the country isn’t taking up enough of my brain, we realized there was a plumbing issue with the downstairs bathroom. Some may refer to it as the “crock”, but my hubby fondly calls it the “poop grinder”. Anyway, it died which means that lovely, aromatic waste can… Continue reading A Funny Thing Happened…..
As humans, we are all flawed. Comparing our imperfect stature to a wedge of Swiss cheese is appropriate as we are all full of holes. Perfection isn’t reality. We are all going to make blunders. My job is to be able to forgive others mistakes and more importantly, forgive myself when my… Continue reading Swiss Cheese Syndrome
There are several of my friends getting ready to have a “big” birthday. I put quotations around big because I personally believe all birthdays are big as it is a solid indicator of me still breathing. However, I will not discredit the amount of anxiety or apprehension one has when those larger numbers start… Continue reading What Are You Waiting For?
Maybe it is the smell of fifty approaching or that my kids are growing older and more independent, but I am realizing that life is pointing its finger at me. Keep in mind about a week or so ago, I felt life was giving me the finger, but now I am realizing that it… Continue reading Waiting For My Turn
I think many of my choices have a sense of symbolism attached to them. For me, looking at the decisions that I have made as good or bad limits my journey. You see, every choice has led me to this moment. Right or wrong, good or bad, it still provided a learning opportunity.… Continue reading Symbolic
Dear Human Race, Let me say one thing before moving forward with this letter…..no one’s rights are more or less important than someone else’s rights. Here is my primary focus…..my son with Down Syndrome. Let me introduce you to another population of individuals who STILL aren’t getting what they are entitled to. Did you… Continue reading Open Letter to the Human Race