Called, Not Crushed
Picking Up the Pieces of a Storm I Didn’t Create
A Hopeful Reminder for Parents of Special Needs Children
This past school year was a nightmare—an absolute soul-crushing, completely overwhelming nightmare. My son is almost 13 and has Level 3 Autism. For those who may not know, this means he is considered “severe” and “needing substantial support.” At school, this looks like a modified day with minimal interaction with …
The Storms that Shape Us
I’ve always been fascinated by storms.Not just the thunder-and-lightning kind, but the storms that hit our hearts and our homes — the kind that rearrange your life without your permission. Some storms you see coming, like dark clouds gathering in the distance.Others appear out of nowhere, catching you off guard …



