Count Your Blessings

I’m not sure when I stopped paying attention to what was playing on the radio — no, that’s not true. I stopped once I had kids and was more concerned with what dangers lurk outside — as if I monitored it all, I could keep my boys safe. NPR, news stations, weather and traffic updates.

I’ve started listening to music again. Adele? Love her. How did I live without her?

Throw your soul through every open door
Count your blessings to find what you look for
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow.
—”Rolling Back the Deep”

I think the toughest thing I’ve faced as a mother was John’s heart surgery when he was a baby. And although autism has been a rocky ride? It is this holiday season that takes second place. Count your blessings, and I do. I must. I’m so grateful for family and friends who swoop down and envelop me with love, and for each of you who reads — thank you.


  • I can’t stop thinking about you and your sweet boys. I wish things were easier for you now, or that you lived close, so I could sweep in and bring you pizza and cookies and bottles of wine.

  • i’m sorry I have been behind on reading your blog and didn’t realize it was a difficult time for your family. sending you some autism twin mom strength and stubborness. Feel like it’s the stubborness that gets us through sometimes.

    Adele’s voice has so much emotion…I feel as if you can hear that she’s been tthrough that pain that we go through a little each day

    You and your boys are inspiring

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