Because There Is So Much That Depends On It.

We’ve been doing all things leaves lately.

Using bright colors to represent the beauty of the Fall.


Except the few leaves outside my window are brown and dried up.

They are lacking life or beauty.


Which is pretty much how I’ve been feeling lately.


Trying to make the very best decision for your child, whether he be typical or medically fragile with special needs, can take a toll on a Mama.

Trying to make sure you have a solid understanding of it all  often seems impossible.

Then comes the phone call from your Pulmonologist which takes you so off guard (he’s not even in the country right now!) that you don’t think straight and you realize, after you’ve already hung up, you have more questions now than before.

How did I do that?

So all the ‘buts’ and ‘what ifs’ are left  unanswered. And, for me, the unanswered is fertile ground for growing the worries. Sometimes I think that the only thing I do better than worry is second guess myself.


I keep telling myself that the color in my life is still there. It’s my attitude, my way of seeing that needs to be adjusted.

Some days it works. Other days?  Well, notsomuch.

But it’s time to get my act together.Time  to put on my combat boots, climb out of this trench I’ve been sulking  in and take my place at the head of this fray.

A fight where both hope and faith must needs be the battle cry.


So much is depending on it.

“Courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway.

-John Wayne

See that Scentsy button up in the right hand corner of Parker’s blog?  It’s owner, Katie, has been so sweet as to offer another raffle for a bit of Scentsy amazingness.

All proceeds will go directly towards Parker’s medical fund.


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