Shackles of Yesterday and the Promise of Today

My story always starts with my childhood. I have settled that it is both my gift and my curse. I have narrated over and over the passing of my mother that changed the course of our lives. Today, I began wondering and wandering- would our lives ever be different if she were still in it?

Unconditional it is

My daughter has GDD; in simple terms, she is way behind her development in more than 2 levels. It has been a struggle for me to explain that, even to my own family. I also did not want them to look at Blyf and feel pity. It’s my prayer that Blyf be treated like every