There is something about my kids stuff. I find it really hard to clear it out. When we moved to Finland, sorting out the stuff to go to the charity shop was really, really hard. The small plastic yellow chair with the smiley face in the back? Had to get a friend to take it away for me! Continue reading
At Not The Former Things, Shawna’s writing gives the world a candid view of a family with special needs children. I’ve been following her blog for a while now and occasionally leaving comments. Recently, she kindly asked me to write a little from my perspective as a dad in a family which has special needs as an ingredient.
The following post was originally posted there, but now I am posting it here too, with a few corrections and adjustments. There was so much I wanted to say, I hardly to knew where to begin. If you can imagine trying to mould a half inflated party balloon into a cube with your hands; it was like that in my head.