A couple months ago an unexpected wave of special needs grief hit me like a ton of bricks during Mass. Here’s why, and here’s what I did about it.
The saga of our as-yet fruitless search for answers, in honor of Undiagnosed Diseases Day.
I believe now, in my bones, that God is in control and will order all these scary moments into a beautiful whole, someday.
Don’t I? I think I do. Right?
Diagnosing special needs children requires making peace with The Cloud of Unknowing.