by Valeria Conshafter | Jan 15, 2025 | Different Dream, How-Tos, In Parents, Special Needs Parenting, Spiritual Support
How do I let go of my adult EA/TEF child? That’s the question every parent of a baby born with EA/TEF hope to ask one day in future. That future is now for guest blogger Valeria Conshafter. Her daughter is looking at colleges as she nears adulthood. Today Valeria...
by Jolene | Jun 24, 2024 | Different Dream, Grief, In Parents, PTSD, Self-Care and Stress, Special Needs Parenting
The physical manifestations of grief in caregivers are unexpected and pervasive. That, in a nutshell, is what God has been teaching me since the death of my mother on June 23, 2023. Mom’s suffering was great during her final 2 years on this earth. My siblings and I...
by Jolene | May 29, 2024 | Different Dream, Grief, In Parents, PTSD, Special Needs Parenting, Uncategorized
Experiencing post-traumatic growth (PTG) while raising a child with disabilities may not be on your radar screen when you’re drowning in the stress associated with caregiving. The only growth that concerned me during our son’s medically fragile years was increasing...
by Valeria Conshafter | Jul 19, 2023 | Different Dream, In Parents, PTSD, Spiritual Support
Parenting isn’t easy. And it’s even harder when it’s combined with special needs and the trauma that brings. Guest blogger Valeria Conshafter explains how she walks the path of learning to trust in God in the midst of parental PTSD. Recalling my daughter’s health...
by Lisa Pelissier | Apr 5, 2023 | Different Dream, Encouragement, In Parents, Self-Care and Stress, Special Needs Parenting
Flying near the sun as special needs parents? What is guest blogger Lisa Pelissier talking about? In this post, she brings in a little C.S. Lewis, a little Greek mythology, and a little of her own fiction to explain how she deals with a phenomenon that is all too...
by Jolene | Jul 25, 2022 | Different Dream, In Children, PTSD, Special Needs Parenting
How can I make you feel safe? This question runs through my mind every time I enter the room in the long-term care facility where my mother lives. When I walk through her door today she is asleep in her recliner, her body listing to the left as usual. I put my things...
