When you said you felt like throwing the speech device against the wall, not because you hated it, but because it represented what he had to endure, my heart ached. And now I hope that this 'un-nesting,' getting rid of the objects that mark his suffering while leaving everything else just as it is, gives you some peace and solace.
Jennifer, thank you for sharing these moments and memories on your blog. Brady always made me smile and laugh. He was loved by all. Your whole family is in our daily thoughts and prayers! 🙏🏼😘
So so beautiful. The link you make between letting go of our child’s things and trusting in a future is incredibly important. I’m going to be emptying out the drawers in Dom’s room after his 5th anniversary this year, and I know this feels very significant for me too…I am ready. I’ve bought some special bags with an Aztec design which would be right up his street to keep the special things, but will be selective.
I love how you referenced the ‘villains’ and it’s such an important distinction, isn’t it, the things that take us back to the joy, rather than the pain our child’s things endured.
I enjoyed getting to know a bit more about Brady. What a wicked sense of humour! He’s still making us all laugh now ❤️
I don't know how you write about un-nesting with such love. If there was a perfect book on letting go, I think you'd be the perfect person to write it. Brady has one hell of an amazing Mum.
Sheila had a dynovox when she was still non-verbal. Our school district paid for it with all of us praying it would be a temporary need. She used it for 2 years and used to play tricks with her aides, by changing the level used when they turned their backs on her. She had one aide convinced the dynovox was broken. They finally twigged that she knew more about how to operate it than they thought.
Ah... the un-nesting... I've been there crying my way through it. But you grabbed me right at the start by writing about the lasts...
This really moved me. I’m a tearful wad at the moment. Very touching and so true. I’d rather not know lasts as they’re happening. But they happen everyday. Brady at 9 looks strikingly like my current 10 year old. I clicked on your story because of the picture and the idea of lasts as it’s been on my mind going through the kid’s library. I stashed away a couple of meaningful toddler books as well. Thank you for your words. Blessings to your angel.
When you said you felt like throwing the speech device against the wall, not because you hated it, but because it represented what he had to endure, my heart ached. And now I hope that this 'un-nesting,' getting rid of the objects that mark his suffering while leaving everything else just as it is, gives you some peace and solace.
Jennifer, thank you for sharing these moments and memories on your blog. Brady always made me smile and laugh. He was loved by all. Your whole family is in our daily thoughts and prayers! 🙏🏼😘
So so beautiful. The link you make between letting go of our child’s things and trusting in a future is incredibly important. I’m going to be emptying out the drawers in Dom’s room after his 5th anniversary this year, and I know this feels very significant for me too…I am ready. I’ve bought some special bags with an Aztec design which would be right up his street to keep the special things, but will be selective.
I love how you referenced the ‘villains’ and it’s such an important distinction, isn’t it, the things that take us back to the joy, rather than the pain our child’s things endured.
I enjoyed getting to know a bit more about Brady. What a wicked sense of humour! He’s still making us all laugh now ❤️
So true, you never know when a moment will be your last one. Love the pictures.
I don't know how you write about un-nesting with such love. If there was a perfect book on letting go, I think you'd be the perfect person to write it. Brady has one hell of an amazing Mum.
Sheila had a dynovox when she was still non-verbal. Our school district paid for it with all of us praying it would be a temporary need. She used it for 2 years and used to play tricks with her aides, by changing the level used when they turned their backs on her. She had one aide convinced the dynovox was broken. They finally twigged that she knew more about how to operate it than they thought.
Ah... the un-nesting... I've been there crying my way through it. But you grabbed me right at the start by writing about the lasts...
This really moved me. I’m a tearful wad at the moment. Very touching and so true. I’d rather not know lasts as they’re happening. But they happen everyday. Brady at 9 looks strikingly like my current 10 year old. I clicked on your story because of the picture and the idea of lasts as it’s been on my mind going through the kid’s library. I stashed away a couple of meaningful toddler books as well. Thank you for your words. Blessings to your angel.