As we struggle with parenting special kids, I think there’s a wide, raging river we need to cross. The river is called, “Why?” The “Why River” extends from the banks of injustice to the shores of acceptance. On one side is a dark and frightening forest with rising mists; this is where we now stand. On the other side is an open sunny valley with occasional rain. Flowers grow there. It’s peaceful and tranquil. That’s the place we want to be, and yet, there’s that river. The thing is, you can’t cross the river, because it’s too wide and treacherous. … Continue reading →