bumps

Yesterday I woke up feeling like I had taken a horrible fall back into the darkness, after talking just the day before about the rays of beautiful light and the hope and the healing I woke up desperately sad and then very angry to be back in the fog and dark. I hate the bumpsContinue reading “bumps”

I am FLOORED… Awed and left humbled.

Ever since Josh turned one years old we have been struggling through the process of stroke repair, (his stroke happened at 3 months of age) language development and endless hours of therapy… it’s been a struggle, a discouraging endless struggle. I have seen countless doctors, therapists and spent hours on the phone getting assessments andContinue reading “I am FLOORED… Awed and left humbled.”