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When My Child With Autism Was Diagnosed With Cancer
This week I want to share a guest post from Jess Block Nerren. Her son has autism and was recently diagnosed with cancer. Here is her heartfelt story:Autism and pediatric cancer. Autism and Hodgkins Lymphoma. No matter how you say those two together, it sounds tough.My son Royce, 8, with autism was diagnosed with Hodgkins Lymphoma about 60 days ago, on March 3, 2014.We went to the hospital for back …
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Chocolate Caramel Pecan Toffee [Vegan & Gluten-Free]
When it comes to a special Christmas treat, one of my all-time favorite indulgences is a piece of homemade candy. It wasn’t all that long ago, one would often see tins of homemade treats under the glowing Christmas tree.Today were going back in time to when gifts were simple and made by hand. Love filled each and every tenderly created package. If this is what Christmas looks like for you, youre …
6 Ways To Scale Down Your Holiday Stress Level
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart. Wishing you happiness. – Helen KellerTwas the night before Christmas and all through the house, mothers were stirring — pots, turkeys, gifts, trees, carols, cookies, shopping and all the rest of the fa la la merry go round! While visions of a perfectly decorated home, gourmet delights, and well-behaved kids begin to dance …
Why I Feel Like the Luckiest Woman in the World
Before I tell you about Mothers Day I would like to start off by wishing my Father-In-Law, Aaron a very Happy Birthday! We all love and miss you very much and hope you are having an awesome time in France!
Making Play a Priority
The snow sparkles, a glittery dance as the sun shines across the white field. I watch little feet walk to the top of a small hill. I hear the snow crunch as each foot pushes through the outer icy crust. Our little girl hops on her Daddys back as they lie tummy down on a slick-bottom sled. She, only a fraction of his size. They glide and the memory burns into my heart. Everything. All of it. The laughter, the smiles, the rosy red cheeks.