Hi There! Welcome to A Little Dash Of Love!
I’m so glad you are here.
I’m the proud mom of two great teenagers Faith and James. Faith is 17 years old now and will soon be headed off to college. I can hardly believe my baby girl is so grown up. She is the drum major at her school, a natural leader and a natural beauty too. She has an infectious laugh, loves to read and has a competitive streak that makes playing any games with her a blast! She is incredible with animals – I think she speaks their language! She is passionate about justice and also about the poor. I think she might just conquer the world! My son James is 15 and a freshman in high school. He’s over 6 foot tall now and towers over me. He was my tiny 2 pound 2 ounce preemie so when give him a hug I can hardly believe how tiny he was when he came into this world! Though James has had many, many challenges he is so kind-hearted and always works very hard. He is incredibly loyal and is the best friend anyone could ever have! This year, after many years of work, he finished all of the requirements for his Eagle Scout! This is a huge accomplishment. We are so proud. Seeing him receive his metal and certificate was one of my proudest moments as a mom!
My husband, Phillip, and I have been married just over 20 years. Our marriage is wonderful indeed – though it did not start out that way. We had our share of challenges to say the least that we have to overcome. I am so grateful that we fought through the difficult years, the disappointments, the hurt, failures and shame to reach the point where we deeply love, cherish and support one another. He is my best friend and I would not choose to live life with anyone else. He is incredible and I am honored that he is mine.
The life we live has been, and continues to be, full of challenges and blessings. Our daughter Faith was born medically fragile and endured a great deal during her first few years of life. James was born at 27 weeks just a couple of years later. Having two kiddos in multiple therapies was challenging to say the least. I remember those exhausting years and now love coming along side Mama’s who are walking that stage of life now as a respite care provider. It is one of my greatest joys just loving on Mama’s who need a break, a hug, a word of encouragement. I also cherish times with precious special needs kiddos who needs a little extra patience like my kids did. Through our difficult years God grew my heart for families who are walking through similar circumstances and it is my heart’s joy that I can now give like others gave so generously to me!
When James was just over the age of two he was diagnosed with autism. I remember losing him. He just faded away. His babbling disappeared, and he stopped making eye contact. He was never as severe as many with autism. But still…I felt as though lost my little fella. It crushed my heart. Thankfully, we had a hero come into our home who understood what James needed. Blended therapies were provided and our James began to reemerge. Sadly though, like many siblings of special needs kiddos do, our daughter Faith felt left out and lost in the mix. While a lot of healing has occurred, this continues to be one of my greatest heart’s cry to the Lord; that He would complete the healing process that remains for my sweet girl.
As James improved, more issues were uncovered from his preterm birth. James has intellectual and cognitive disabilities. At age 15 he is more like a 8-9 year old. He is progressing though and we delight with every mountain he climbs!
Rocking our world, 5 years ago, I was hospitalized for an allergic reaction in a local hospital. Due to several errors that should have never have happened, I was overdosed by a nurse. That overdose caused a heart attack and brain injury. I’ve blogged a lot about that recovery (in my old blog and those blogs have been transferred into the archives of this blog). The recovery and fall out of the overdose was grueling. It was incredibly painful. Poor Faith felt lost again. She was just a baby in 6th grade when the overdose happened and a far more mature 9th grader when I really began to come out of the fog and began to function much better. James was in elementary school when I was overdosed – and entering middle school when I was truly able to fully engage with him again. Essentially I lost two – three quality years with the kids. Our world was utterly turned upside down. And yet…through all of our ups and downs one thing has remained constant.
No matter the crazy…the sadness…the heartache… or the pain… the Lord Jesus was right there carrying us through. He was the reason we’ve made it through every single trial. If not for his grace and love, I have no doubt we would have surely blown apart instead of pulling together. We are too weak without him. But through his love, grace, mercy and strength we have been able to not only endure — but as a family we were utterly restored and renewed. That is a truly beautiful thing…
More recently, James was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and anorexia. These have been incredibly difficult realities for our family – but more important James. I’ve blogged about these issues because I believe it is the heart of Christ to tear the shame away from mental illness. If James was afflicted with physical ailment I believe prayer chains would be called. But because it is mental illness that afflicts him whispers happen behind closed doors. I don’t believe that is the heart of Christ at all. So I say NO MORE. No matter his struggle I want the world to know he is our son and we are proud of him. We love him and GOD LOVES HIM too. His struggles will not define him…they only compel us to help him more.
This blog is my heart song filled with a little dash of this and a little dash of that. I write about deep heavy things sometimes. Other times I’ll write about light-hearted things because I know the importance of laughter, joy and hope. Most of all I always write about love — God’s enduring, all-encompassing, love — and how no matter the circumstance we can always find that very love in our midst. It is my greatest hope that no matter your background, beliefs or point of view, that when you are here, you will know…you are loved too!
You are welcome — I am so glad you are here!