In a dream, My son and I sat on the swings, The ones he loves so much. He laughed with glee and Said to me “Mom, this is so fun!” I knew then.. It was just another dream. You see My son has never spoken A word to me … Inside these dreams, He talks… Continue reading In a dream
There he was all eight pounds five ounces, I had waited so long for him. As I looked at his tiny little cherubs face, those innocent eyes. Bluer than what words can describe and hair whiter than the driven snow. That was my first moment of true terror as a parent, in twelve years there… Continue reading Why my son is the strongest person I’ve ever known.
The Turbulent Mind Of Jynxie Lynn 