Living with a kid with different abilities is hard.
I’ve spent the better part of my adult life working with children who have special needs. No diagnosis is easy. I wish I could high-five every parent or caregiver out there busting their @$$ and losing countless night’s sleep over the well-being of their son or daughter.
Since I’ve been working in the marketing world, I’ve spent so much time trying to “brand” myself. I’ve decided that’s a waste of time.
I have a brand.
I am an exhausted single mother of a kid with ADHD, Aspergers and (crippling) Anxiety, who’s fallen in love with homeschooling, traveling and the outdoors.
For the first time in almost eight years, my life makes sense to me.
I know exactly what God is up to and why I had to walk thru hell to get here.
It’s a blessing to be able to look back over your life and see God’s hand.
I never thought I would be thankful for my divorce. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t have chosen it. But if I were still married, things with JP would be a lot different.
I wouldn’t be in a position to homeschool.
Like most families, it took both incomes to run our home. JP’s dad was also employed with the school district. Staying home was never on the table.
I know in my heart that JP would not function well in public school. God knows that too. He took my circumstances and orchestrated the timing so that I was available to nurture JP through the most formative years of his life.
I am forever grateful.
Homeschooling/working from home has been the best decision I’ve ever made. I can’t imagine my life any different.