I’m absolutely sure that God has a sense of humor. It plays out in my life daily as an only child now raising six kids without a clue as to how to do this “sibling thing.” When I was a kid, never in a million years would I have thought I’d be where I am today. Pretty much anything I ever said “never” to has become my reality. Yep, He sure does have a sense of humor! Oh, He’s not laughing at me, He’s most certainly laughing right along with me as I try to figure out how my kids can provoke each other with just a look from across the room, how to help my adopted daughters understand what love is, navigate Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD) and Fetal Alcohol Spectrum Disorder (FASD), severe attachment related issues (RAD), dyslexia, a benign brain tumor in one of my children, emerging schizophrenia, asthma, the effects of polio and how to homeschool some of my kids while launching my now adult children into their own lives without losing my mind and still have enough of me to go around for my superMAN…oh yes, and then there’s me…how to find a bit of me mixed in there as I work part-time as a Behavior Analyst (BCBA).
Here on my blog is where I intermittently find time in the midst of this full life to pull out my map and attempt to figure out how to navigate the things of life which were unplanned and generally unspoken. They’ve left me broken. In the midst of rebuilding this new road, I find that speaking up about what normally is not common conversation will bring healing for more than me.