A Joyful Noise…Post-it Note #45

Sometimes when people meet my daughter, Cadence, they say something like, “God knew you were special giving you a child like her.”  Cadence is eleven, profoundly Autistic, essentially non-verbal, and  labeled with Intellectual Disability (Mental Retardation).  I smile because they mean well, but I know better.  I’m as ordinary as can be.  Prone to come…

The Yellow Brick Road…Post-it Note #41

Do you remember The Wizard of Oz?  I remember being scared out of my mind of the flying monkeys!  I still have trouble watching that movie.  But I loved all the other parts.  Especially the Munchkins and all their voices saying, “follow the yellow brick road”. We all wish we could follow a yellow brick…

Post-it Note #35 – “Playing in the Dirt”

Tomorrow is my oldest daughter’s birthday.  She’s Autistic.  She doesn’t know that tomorrow is her birthday.  All birthdays are the same to her.  There’s cake and we sing and she blows out the candles on everyone’s cake.  And we relight them so the actual birthday person gets to make a wish. Since her birthday is…

Lord of the Mess…Post-it Note #16

We live in the parsonage beside the church that Hubby pastors.  It’s a good size house with lots of space.  But it’s filled with lots of people.  We take up every inch and spill over sometimes.  5 kids, the dogs, bunny rabbits, explosions of toys and laundry.  Good luck finding a place to sit.  A…

Post-it Note #11: Where’s Justice?

When I was a younger woman I had a deep sense of justice.  I wanted to right all the wrongs of the world.  I used to say that I hoped to have a son one day and I intended to name him “Justice” so that I could be responsible for bringing justice into the world. …

Post-it Note #7: What Should We be Thankful for?

Gratitude.  It’s a hard thing to teach to kids.  They are naturally “me-centered” and if their piece of cake is even a smidge smaller than their brother’s piece it doesn’t go unnoticed.  Being thankful for what we have instead of wanting what we don’t have is not just hard on the kids.  It’s hard on…

Post-it Note #6: Stinky Kids!

I love the smell of a newborn baby. When my brood were all babies I would give them a bath and slather them with Johnson’s Baby Lotion. I think it’s one of the sweetest smells on earth. I would just stare through my sleep deprived eyes at the wonder of life. Hold that baby close…