Change in family and friends is a topic near and dear to my heart. I've always had a supportive immediate family. I have an older sister and brother, and my parents just celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary. After having Ben we seem to be more of a pack now (more protective of one another). If something is going on with my nieces, it's common for all of us to show up where they are, unannounced. It's refreshing because if one of us doesn't have the energy to deal with the situation, the others will. That's the ultimate support to me. It simply means that we are always aware of the issues because of continuous communication. Some of my family members have surprised me because I never thought they would want to have anything to do with Ben, but have ended up being the "motivated helpers" as I call them. When I pull up, they are at the car to help. Concerning friends, they are few and far between. If I can't talk to them on...
These stories describe our journey with Ben, our oldest son. Ben is a sweet and energetic redhead, born with POLR2A, a rare genetic change. My husband, Ryan, and I try to keep up with Ben and his two younger brothers. I intend to shed insight into raising a child with disabilities and pass on the wisdom we’ve earned over the past two decades.