What followed was a ten minute game of angry Twister that left us with an awful haircut and an even more awful memory.

What followed was a ten minute game of angry Twister that left us with an awful haircut and an even more awful memory.
It seems like from the moment I became the father of a girl, there has been a concerted effort by the world to make me realize that she would one day grow up and move on.
I wanted this to be a memory she kept forever. Luckily, there was an option that I had never even considered.
Lucas may be able to recognize some words and directions but, as a non-verbal five year old, the concept of “bless you” isn’t one of them.
The memories that matter to our kids, not to us, are the ones that make a difference
Today, I ask that same question in a very different way.
For a good five hours on December 13, 2012, I was convinced I was going to die.
All eyes are on you to end it as soon as you can. It’s a moment that every special needs parent has dealt with.
Toughness doesn’t mean that you fight against people. It means you fight for people.
So please join me here as I look at my life as a proud father and husband. Just don’t pretend like I’m doing something that most people wouldn’t.