Dear Santa

Dear Santa,  It is hard to believe it has been a whole year since I last wrote to you.  I hope you are doing well and you are healthy.  Our year has been one that has taken us to really happy places and to some very sad ones as well but you already know that, after all you are Santa.

I know you are used to reading letters asking for toys or gifts for others but the things I am asking for are so different.  I believe that Christmas is a magical time, with thoughts of magic in mind, I hope the things I am asking for could be possible.

When I think about what I want for this year, I think my heart wants peace.  The kind of peace that comes from within and helps with handling all the things that come my way. Parents of special needs children can never really control what we will be facing each day, so this kind of peace is priceless.  We have all faced days when we feel anything but peace.  Please leave that for us Santa, I know you understand.

When I think of this year, I can see the milestones that Elizabeth has achieved, the successes we have played a part in.  I ask Santa, for all of us that we have a strong memory for these good things.  That somehow we will all remember these good, happy moments.  How quickly, we can find ourselves focusing on what went wrong or what we need to do, instead of calling up a good thought or success.  I ask for all of us who have those special children, the memory of the good to shine just a bit brighter and stronger than the negatives.

At the beginning of this year, I had a very sick Dad, at the end of the year, I do not have a Dad on this earth anymore.  I am sad for sure, Santa.  I miss the man who always watched out “just a bit more” for his little girl, I miss that man who would smile at me with those blue eyes that transmitted more love than a 1,000 words could ever say.  Will I see those eyes again?  I hold the belief in my heart that one day I will.  But I ask Santa, for all of us parents of special children to have the clarity of thought to “live in the moment” to hug, love, cherish and be thankful for those we love so much, while they are hear with us to love, to hug or to look into their faces.  So much of life is busy and sometimes that busyness obscures our view of just what is important right now.  I am so in need of this clarity, Santa, as this year has been quite difficult.

I hope you like the cookies we left for you,  Elizabeth helped to make them,  She is continually learning and growing.  We have all grown with her on this journey.  I ask Santa, that those working with our children in the schools be given the gift of empathy, and belief in our children.  We know they can learn and succeed and we know how they learn.  I ask that those working with our children have this presents…each and everyday…our children need them to!

Thank you Santa, for reading my letter, I know you will do your best.

Merry Christmas to you Santa, with God’s will, we will be here next year to write to you, share our wishes and ask for some Christmas magic once again.

Blessing to everyone at this special time of year.


It Is All About the Attitude

Can you imagine for a minute, wanting to do something but being unable to? Trying to accomplish a task, but having to ask for help ALL the time? Or being the age of 17 but at times being treated many many years younger? Or having the emotional feelings typical of your real age but because you are also affected by dyspraxia and SPD your feelings are not fully recognized or honored.

Now see Elizabeth,  she has had a life full of therapies, hard work, and wonderful successes….and love, we can’t miss that but sometimes when I go to wake her in the morning I look at her  and wonder what it must be like to wake up in the morning and simply be HER.  I look at her sometimes and wonder what it is like to wake up and have everything be such work. From remembering how to do a skill, to calling up the words to express yourself.  There is no doubt that Elizabeth is a strong, strong child, one who has made wonderful gains. Continue reading

Time To Take A Breath

“Today,Michele”,  “Today is the day you NEED to type your blog!”  I would tell myself this daily for at least the past three weeks.  But I just could not do it.  If you have been following my blog, you can see that it has been a long while since I posted a rather emotional blog.  So much has happened that brought us to that stressful place in the last blog.  One would think that once Elizabeth got back to centered and went to school, I would flip open the laptop, log in and write an excited post that all was well again!.

I have to be honest, Continue reading