I chase the moments that continuously catch my passion on fire. I’ve heard these times referred to as thin spaces. Referring to when the space between us and God is thin. Like having a baby, getting married, achieving the unachievable, surviving cancer, etc. They close the gap between us and God—not a bad place to be if you ask me…
Read MoreIf you are the parent or caretaker of someone with autism, you may be like me and must fight off resentful feelings at every turn. I’ll admit, by nature, I tend to hold grudges. Maybe it was the way I grew up. Maybe it’s something in my brain. Whatever the cause, I’ve had to fight off the unhealthy craving to harbor resentments for most of my life. And when it comes to revolving my life around Autism, I especially struggle…
Read MoreMy father-in-law (one of my dearest friends) is slipping in and out of consciousness and is confused, gasping for air, has swollen feet, and the like. All signs that Heaven is beckoning him home, soon. I wish I could say that I was there for him, but the reality of having a severely special needs child prevents this from being true. This post is for “Real” eyes only…
Read MoreYears ago, in the middle of my agoraphobic, social phobic, depressed state, you could’ve never convinced me that healing from mental illness was possible, probable even. Like a tornado crushes a trailer park, mental illness ravaged my entire life. And I couldn’t see beyond the swirling debris the tornado of mental illness was tossing all around me…
Read MoreThe other day I had someone very close to me look at me and say “it’s one thing to work with those types of people [transgenders], but it’s another thing to hire them.” I looked at her in disgust and said, “I think that’s exactly what the whites said about the blacks in years gone by (and even now still, unfortunately). I told her it’s racist, sexist people like her that light a fire under me to hire more….people…
Read MoreNot gonna lie, this past year has been the toughest since I sobered up thirteen years ago. Although very slowly, the thought of drinking again, over time, has crept up on me like a cheetah after its prey. Not to worry though, thank the Lord I have the skills to get through those cravings/desires, etc. Here’s the truth. Having two special needs children is not easy…
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