March was a sucktastic month, I’ve made no secret of that. But it’s over now. With some carnage around us, we are gathering the pieces together, and re-evaluating some things. The teen is graduating soon and moving on to bigger and better (and warmer) things. He’s pulling up stakes and moving down south to pursue a dream. Whether it’s me turning 40, hubby turning almost-50, the teen leaving home, or just the hell of a month we went through – we are starting to look at where we are ourselves vs. where we want to be. We’ve begun to dream big. Bigger than we’ve allowed ourselves to dream in a while. Right now it’s all pipe dreams and wishes, but as Walt Disney said – “All our dreams can come true if we have the courage to pursue them.” Now all we have to do is muster some courage and pursue them all. We needed a spark of hope, and we’ve given it to ourselves. It’s kind of terrifying, and so very exciting. I’d gotten in a rut, and sort of beat down. It feels really good to dream again. Read more »
2014 – Disney, Universal, Make-A-Wish…My dear sweet Molly. Oh, how she loved so much about the parks. The princesses, the speedway (because she can drive!), the ice cream (because, DUH). Just about everything was just AWESOME. There was one thing that held her back. One thing that kept her sitting on the sidelines about 50-75% of the time. She was afraid. Of the rides. Of the roller coasters. Of anything that left the ground in any fashion. Lucky for her, her brother wasn’t too keen on the rides either. They sat out most of the rides. Fast forward one year. 2015. The year started out much like the year before. Molly holding back. Then something changed. Something small. She noticed the Barnstormer. She was afraid, but jealous of us going on all these rides and coming off super excited. And so she took a chance. She rode the ride. And came off exhilarated. She wouldn’t ride one that went upside down, but she went on every roller coaster from that point on. We went on the Barnstormer three times. She even, on the last night, went on Space Mountain. It terrified her, but she ended up loving it. Little by little she went from Molly the Meek to Molly the Daredevil(ish). It was so much fun watching her emerge from that little ball of fear into eagerness. She admitted after our last roller coaster (Space Mountain), that every ride scared her, but that was half the fun. Molly stepping out of her comfort zone is a huge deal. So thank you, Disney. Universal. For bringing out the daredevil in this one. It’s awesome. You’re awesome. Read more »
by Sarah CassMulti-published author. Mom of 3 special needs kids. Wife to 1 good man.
Redefining Perfect every day.
It’s been a rough week and a half. ROUGH. And it’s not over yet. As this is posting I’m going through a meeting I don’t wat to. A meeting where I must get and use a backbone. And I still have much to deal with in the fallout of last week. So there is little left to do. Except follow the immortal words of Dory… “Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming…” Read more »