I’m not sure where to start because there are so many of you. Maybe you’re one of the many therapists (OT, PT, SALT) who collude and agree when it’s best to meet and then ask I adhere to your agreed date and time. Please know, I’m grateful for your input, skills and knowledge. I know [...]
A couple of weeks after an MRI scan confirmed my son’s severe brain damage, I stood over the sink washing dishes. A friend from church had come over to offer support and we talked. “You know, I just don't know what God is up to.” I seethed. “What do you mean?” “Well, if all this is [...]
Over sixty years ago twin daughters were removed from their mother. Last week my son performed at the London Palladium. This is the story of how my family went from the Asylum to the Palladium.