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.

Ta-da!

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.

Beautifully crazy.