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Remember When?

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i believe in you 150Every year when it is school picture time, I get the year’s new photo, take my first look at it, of course remark how absolutely gorgeous my children are and then proceed to put it in the frame above the fireplace.  The thing is each child’s picture frame has in it all the yearly pictures we have taken of them since they were about two years old.  Meaning Elizabeth who is 17 has 12 photos in her frame, her younger brother has seven and her older sister has topped out at 15 as she has graduated.  We like to do this thing we call “Taking a walk down memory lane” each time we change the photo.  To do this, we open the frame and set out each photo on the floor  in chronologic order.  We then look at each one to see how the person has grown and changed, once done we put them all away, display the new one and put it back on the wall. Continue reading →

It Is All About the Attitude

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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 →

It Is Okay To Pass The Baton

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“Michele, I was waiting for you to call and tell me what time you needed me to come watch the girls.”  This was the voice on the other end of the phone, and it belonged to a dear friend.

” Oh, Chris. John and I decided we would just stay home, you know, it was easier.”  My reply lacked strength.

“Michele you know Elizabeth would have been fine with me, we would have had a lot of fun,  I even had some fun toys to bring over for us.  You really need to let this happen next time!”

” I know…you’re right, but…….. Continue reading →