“Well, you have enough challenges raising Wil.” I write about the challenges raising Wil, so it’s expected to frequently hear that, and I’m thankful. I
Category: Down Syndrome
Girl Time
Wil sat down on the bench. I sat next to him and watched a droplet of sweat slip down the side of his forehead. It
Getting There
“I need him to hand me his boarding pass ma’am,” the security agent behind the podium said. “Wil, here, please just hand her this pass.”
Beyond Words
“Give me a hug.” Those were Laura’s first words when she came over for a visit. A slanderous word had been directed at Wil that
Receiving Butterflies
I was about two years younger than Wil when I hopped a fence with my friends. The top of the fence caught the back pocket
A Love Story
The girl stood behind the hospital wheelchair and clasped the narrow top of the plastic seat. Her mother, standing beside her (both about the same
Stories of Wil, my son, who has Down syndrome 