Who’s in Charge?

“Jesus take the wheel” by Carrie Underwood is playing on an endless loop in my head as I contemplate this post (and now it’s stuck in your head too. You’re welcome).  Although it’s a sappy country song, I adore her voice, and I love that chorus. What better response to out-of-control situations in our life? Whenever I feel like I’m in a tailspin, whirlwind or just plain mess, I probably can look down and realize that I’ve totally lost control.  Spending a few days this week at a large gathering of special needs families, I was reminded very clearly about the importance of who is in charge. Continue reading

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The “M” Word

As you may know by now, I frequently contribute blog posts to a site called TheMighty.com.  It’s a cool site designed to form a community of individuals with special needs or disabilities where acceptance and understanding take place, and stigma is erased.

They send out a monthly request for stories, with specific topics or assignments.  Recently the topic was “Marriage and Special Needs”.  I immediately began formulating my response to this request – I am, after all, married.  Sounded like a slam-dunk project.

As I wrote, I kept adding more and more disclaimers, apologies, and caveats to the piece.  Among my personal friends who are special moms, several are divorced.  I have witnessed their struggle, their hard work, their perseverence, and their anguish over every challenging decision.  They were so forefront in my mind as I wrote, I was almost ready to cancel the whole thing.  I would never ever want those lovely ladies to think that I was somehow judging their provision for their child as less-than.

But then, it struck me.  I was apologizing for being married.  I was bending over backwards to disqualify my marital status.  And that won’t do.  My BFFs know I love them, and love their parenting, whether single or married, so I pulled out all the apologies,  wrote the article and hit “send” before I could re-read it and change my mind.  Continue reading