It was hard to do. I had to use a word that makes me feel uncomfortable. I had to tell someone No! And I had to tell them no more than once because they didn’t believe me the first time I said it. Saying no was so empowering. I felt like a three year old … More I Had To Say No
Therapy is often taboo in the black community. We go to church not therapists or at least that is what we were told when growing up. Seeing a therapist was a sign of weakness because you were supposed to take your burdens to The Lord in prayer, not to the man while lying on a … More That’s Why You Need Therapy
This is Syd, all smiles when Harrison and I picked her up early from summer school on Thursday. It’s the smile on her face that I love and even more the excitement and hugs we received when we picked her up. This is perfect autism. Yesterday I knew I was pushing it, the heat index … More Damn You Mary Poppins
Enough with keeping up with the Jones’s or the Kardashian’s. I’m trying to keep up with me, myself and I. If I learned anything this week it’s that what’s for me is for me and God’s timing isn’t my timing. I stopped worrying about what other people were doing and focused on keeping my own … More Time To Pull The Weeds
I know God only gives you what you can handle. Or at least that’s what I’m told every time I mention Sydney’s autism. I almost forgot He only gives special needs children to special parents, right? Well guess what? I’m not that special. I don’t have the inside scoop on how to parent a child … More I’m Really Not That Special Karen
Sydney really enjoys cheerleading. Her gym has been such a blessing. They have embraced the cheerabilities team and support them 100% at competitions. I’m always overcome with emotions when Syd competes. She looks like all of the other girls. You don’t see autism, you see Sydney. I’m not sure if I was an emotional wreck … More Oh No, Not A Daddy Daughter Dance
I know someone needs to hear this besides me. We are always on the go moving so fast that we forget where we’re going and what we are doing. A few weeks ago I was in such a rush getting home from work trying to do a load of laundry before taking Sydney to therapy, … More Today
I’ll keep this short today.😉Whatever you are waiting on or trying to rush and make happen. Please stop, you are sabotaging your own story. Trust the timing, trust the struggles and setbacks. What’s for you is for you and it’s not going anywhere. So, enjoy the ride and take the scenic route, because the timing … More Perfect Timing
I carried my mistakes around like baggage, letting others remind me of them daily. I’ve learned from my mistakes that have happened to me once. I call myself a fool for allowing it to happen twice. Mistakes mean we are trying, and allow us an opportunity to recover. Mistakes allow us a chance to make … More My Mistakes
I don’t know much about chess, I just want to yell checkmate with authority and rise from the table as the victor. I want to be in charge. I want to capture something that is threatening me and I win the game for a chance. I’ve taken the L too many times for the team. … More Checkmate
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