'When you are Real you don't mind being hurt.' 'Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,' he asked, 'or bit by bit?' 'It doesn't happen all at once,' said the Skin Horse. 'You become. It takes a long time.' Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit
So I just realized that in the next month I have three trips (one out of town, one out of state, one out of COUNTRY), and 2 research papers due as finals for this quarter. I might be slightly in shock now.
It’s going to be crazy and it’s going to be awesome. I hope I can slow down long enough to enjoy it all.
It’s inevitable that our will kids get older, and that we as parents will be sad. It’s obvious, and cliché, and silly to want to turn back the clock to the days when my now 14-year-old daughter was a baby, and I could still hold her and hug her anytime I wanted. Doesn’t stop it from being true.
It’s been a hard year for her. She’s been in counseling all year, working mainly on her anxiety, depression and social skills due to her autism. She’d decided that for this year that she’d like go back to public school, despite having been homeschooled since the fifth grade, so even though I wasn’t really on board with the idea we went for it.
It went terribly. All of the progress she’d made getting her anxiety under control went right out the window and the depression we thought was now taken care of with medication came roaring back, complete with suicidal thoughts. The school wouldn’t work with us to provide accommodations and Morgan wasn’t capable of waiting for us to fight it out.
We went back to homeschooling but damage had been done and smoothing out the routine of homeschooling has been a long process. I don’t think we’re there yet, despite the fact that the school year is about over.
She’s changed so much this past year. She’s questioned everything, from authority to her faith to her gender identity. While Kent and I struggle to keep up with what new idea she’s going to latch on to next, we’re praying constantly that she will stay close to us so that we will at least be aware enough to respond correctly. I think about how hard it is for us, but then I remember how much harder it must be for her. In the end this is her life and her journey
She’s beautiful and smart, artistically and musically gifted and the people she allows to know her love her deeply. I’m so grateful to be her mother.
It’s been a crazy week and I still have some other things to do, but since it was officially announced to the organization I feel like I can tell people now…
I’m the new Houston Director of Operations for Redeemed Ministries!
I know that doesn’t mean much to most people, especially if you don’t live where I live or work in human trafficking, but I couldn’t me more psyched!
I’ve been with Redeemed for 4-5 years now, doing speaking events, outreach and for the last couple of years coordinating the street ministry. When I was called a couple of weeks ago and offered this position though, I couldn’t believe it.
I love this ministry, the people in it, and the women we work with. Having this chance to serve in a greater capacity is awesome and I can’t wait to see how God uses me!!