Category: Family Synapse

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Our First Valentine’s Day

On our first Valentine’s Day Garreth planned a progressive dinner. Our first stop was actually at home where he had prepared some yummy appetizers. Next we went to a nice restaurant for dinner. Then on to dessert. We got in the car and he put a blindfold on me and drove me around town. Since I happen to be brilliant and love to be right, I called out where I knew we were. Garreth finally...

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Love is in the Air

So here it is, my countdown to Valentine’s Day and I’ll be talking about love. These posts are in no way intended to bring on nausea or pain. The thing is, I have something to celebrate. The divorce rate in this country is too dang high, I’m a child of divorce, I remember my friend telling about going through a divorce with her partner in the UK. Apparently they received useful legal advice from people...

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Wanted and Found: Another Great Tween

Who looks around at tweens and teens and wants to run screaming for the hills?  What a challenging time of development that can be confusing for the teen and exhausting for the parents.  I’m here to bring you hope.  Kids have shown themselves to be generous for the cause of Team Aidan and now I introduce you to Kate.  She is 12 years old and lives in England.  She singlehandedly raised almost$100 for Team Aidan...

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Please watch, laugh, cry, and have a great summer!

I should start with a big shout out to the special education professionals who read my blog: Thank-you Sharona, Christie, Judy, Noel, Marissa, Sue for your commitment and compassion.  I’ve always been frustrated by the us vs. them mentality in special education, the one that suggests that teachers really desire to do less than their best and that parents really exist to milk the system.  I’m a glass half full person and really want to...

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The Van

Seven months ago I said there was no way we could raise money for an accessible van, and I’m a glass half full person. Now here I am, encouraged by the many hands involved and the incredible sacrifices being made on our behalf. This is a community victory. Ours is a story about people stepping outside themselves and getting involved in each other’s lives. It’s about building relationships and inspiring hope. Here’s where we stand:...

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God is Good All the Time

This was the gist of the sermon our pastor gave at the beginning of the New Year, the day before we took Aidan to the hospital.  Our circumstances will vary, our emotions will be all over the place, but God’s love is steadfast and His faithfulness is sure. God promises to give us a peace that passes understanding and we experienced just that in the hospital. The peace that comes from God in those moments...

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If You Give a Woman a Crisis

If you give a woman a crisis, she’ll want french toast for dinner. If you give her french toast for dinner, she may cry with gratitude in front of the waitress. If she cries in public, she’ll want to dye her hair red. If she dyes her hair red, she clearly needs some kickin’ tall black boots with 3 inch heels. If she gets some kickin’ boots, she’ll love her son’s communication device that features...

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Lord of the Rings Therapy

In an effort to be a super awesome mom, I snuggled up with Liam the day after coming home from the hospital and watched Return of the King with him. I’m not a LOTR fan as there are just too many battles and creepy bad guys but I do have a few favorite one-liners. “I am no MAN!” “Friends, you bow to no one.” “I can’t carry it for you, but I can carry you.”...

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Kill Your TV

We killed our TV when Liam was born 11 years ago.  I have to say, without a doubt, it was the best parenting decision we ever made.  We raised a reader who knows how to engage himself creatively and constructively with the world.  Obviously that’s possible to do with a TV but I think we made our own lives easier.  It was also the best marriage decision we’ve made.  Well, maybe not the best.  Those...

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Still Here

Is over-tired, emotional blogging as dangerous as drunk dialing old boyfriends?  Probably, but since I never did the latter I figured I should do the former.  So much for the in and out in 24 hours routine.  It’s my own fault really.  I’m pretty sure in wednesday’s note it said, “Patient smiley and ready for discharge.  Mother…..not so much.”  It’s just plain hard to hear difficult things about your child, even when in the scope...