The vision was as clear as it was murky. The image was of DJ walking to the front of the church toward the pulpit. I could make out nothing more than the church had two aisles leading to a step up to the platform where the podium stood. That made sense because it was the… Read More The Vision of God
To understand why Steve and I were so confident in a message from God that was in direct opposition to our baby’s doctor, you must know where we had been. Steve had endured a painful divorce that drove him to his knees and closer to God. I was a wild child with a wilder past… Read More God’s Painful Lesson – The DJ Journey 3
In a world that is daily increasing in the number of special needs children, it is exceptionally important what parents teach their typical children. Even toddlers have the ability to recognize that DJ is unlike them. Of all the responses we receive in public, we never had one like today. Costco shoppers have always been… Read More What Does Time Cost at Costco?
DJ decided one day he didn’t want to go grocery shopping. He wanted his parents to continue drive him around aimlessly like some sort of unpaid chauffeur. Because I had the audacity to disobey his wishes he threw a temper tantrum deserving of an Oscar. For a nonverbal child he can be extremely loud, demanding,… Read More WARNING: If You Go Grocery Shopping You Might Get Spanked
Despite homeschooling DJ we always have a Valentine’s Day party. We’ve been talking about the party this year for a week. Last night before he went to bed I told him all about the things we’d do today, much to his excitement. We were going to go shopping, make cupcakes, crafts and just all around… Read More My Very Special Valentine
I’m DJ’s Mommy It’s always fun to go back and read things I’ve written about my boys. You think the moments that bring us joy, laughter and hope will never be forgotten but time is a thief. It robs you of the ability to accurately recall events as life continually creates new memories. After… Read More I’m Still Proud To Be DJ’s Mommy
When my son DJ made his world debut it was with gusto. Born two months premature he was a 3-pound wriggling, screaming, purplish mass that belied all the serene birth scenes people often describe. Having never been one to dress up the facts my first words were, “He looks like an alien.” DJ was quickly weighed,… Read More Breaths Of Heaven