A Woman's Work – Brooke Basically Blogging

Harrison and Sydney know that when I enter my prayer closet. They don’t bother me unless Jesus is ringing the doorbell. Do you have a prayer closet? A meditation room? Well, it’s time for me to upgrade to a prayer room. When you are struggling in life. The first response for some is to run … More Coming Out of The Closet

Always remember where you came from. Never forget the people that were by your side from the beginning. Always keep growing. It sounds so simple yet very hard to do at times. I’m great at staying grounded. I could learn how to fly a bit more and step out of my comfort zone. I’ve even … More Don’t Lose Your Roots

Father’s Day this year won’t hurt as much for Harrison and Sydney. Their dad came to Delaware for Sydney’s award ceremony. They were able to celebrate with him at dinner. Harrison had a chance to go to the movies with him also. Before I continue I must wish all of the dads, special needs dads, … More Thanks For My Father’s Day Gift Rob

Was it the straw? Was it the wrong flavor of Sunkist? I don’t know what it was. But it came out of nowhere. And I wasn’t ready. Two wonderful days of family, friends and celebrations. I couldn’t be happier. My aunts and uncles are here from Georgia and I’m glad we can visit with them. … More The Straw That Broke The Camel’s Back

We’re blessed. I’d rather be blessed with people that love and accept our family. Than winning the lotto. Well, I do want to win the lotto. But you know what I mean. Last night we visited my friend Kelly and her family. I had a chance to visit with Ma, Kelly’s mother and the rest … More Oh, What An Autism Friendly Night

We traveled as a pack or we didn’t travel at all. While in my autism coma we didn’t travel much. I spent my summers chasing Syd, and cleaning up the destruction she made during playtime. If we went out as a family. We didn’t plan on staying long. Or we drove separately in case one … More The Day We Left Sydney

I saw this quote yesterday on Facebook. I read it several times and all I could say was “Preach Sista.” She’s speaking to me! I admire Serena for her athletic ability and her wisdom. I admire her beauty and her elegance. I am that woman who will lift another woman up and give them a … More Preach Sista

I’ve lived in Delaware almost five years and never had a cheesesteak from Philly. That’s like living in Detroit and never having a Coney, Faygo and Sanders fudge. When my friend Elisabeth found out. She told her husband Steve. They said they would take me to get my cheesesteak. I decided to leave Sydney at … More Philly Philly

Who gives a report in May? Not me. Sydney’s project on her Washington, DC trip was due yesterday. So she is already at 45/50. The problem is she didn’t go on the trip due to increased seizure activity. It was hard for her to understand why she needed to do the project. After reading the … More It Was Torture