The operative word in the title is "may". Only people with a certain sense of humor will find this funny, and who are not Vanessa and Steve. Before Christmas, we received a large box in the mail addressed to "Vanessa and Steve". My husband's name is Ryan, but a simple mistake was not going to stop us from opening up a present. Although excited to rip open the package, we slowed down to read the card. It read, " Hope you have a wonderful holiday! And good luck on that happily ever after stuff ." It was signed by Ryan's long-time friend and jokester, John. We receive packages and letters from John every so often. One year, he wrote an entire letter in Old English. Another time he sent a brochure of a building he and Ryan had renovated 20 years ago with captions about memories they had during the project. We had no idea what to think when we unwrapped the bubble wrap and saw, a large pottery plate painted with a bride and groom and t
These stories describe our journey with Ben, our oldest son. Ben is a sweet and energetic redhead, born with Rett Syndrome, a rare genetic mutation. 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.