Yet, here we are. And I still have some dwindling hope against all odds, because it’s hard to hope when your child pushes against a very strong current. My hopes and dreams I have for my child die a little more each day as I watch him struggle to just survive. I surprise myself at the kind of person I’ve become. I literally explode when people treat my son with any degree of disrespect because he does not deserve it.Read More →

I decided long ago to enjoy life for what it is, not for what I’d like it to be. People look at me and see the “together” image I’m trying so hard to portray. Maybe I hide it so well because I am so used to it. With Nicky, we’re not dealing with a fixable problem, one that we have the hope of treating and moving on. This is our life, 24/7 and for the foreseeable future unless a cureRead More →

Parenting a child with a life-threatening condition teaches you that life is precious. Life needs to be lived one day at a time. If I learned to smile despite the yearning to cry, it’s because my new “normal” was to make him smile. I am done being told what to believe, what to be afraid of, who to trust, what to think and who to hate. Why is RDEB medically fragile? Mostly because of the open wounds and the consequencesRead More →

Sometimes, when I sit down and think about it, I forget that the kind of stuff we deal with on a daily basis isn’t normal for most people. I forget, because after 20 years, they are normal for us, and even though I have a healthy child to remind me of the opposite, I choose to just live my day without comparing. Do not let anyone tell you that is foolish to have hope. It’s what keeps me going. HopeRead More →

The contradiction of it all is that parents of special need children find their strength not truly in themselves, but through their love for their child. If this election cycle has taught me anything is how to raise my standards. I see people go so low it’s disgraceful. If any of us are going to be able to raise above and become better versions of ourselves, the work is within.  My tear ducts spontaneously go on overdrive when I rememberRead More →

Strength doesn’t really comes from anything supernatural, it comes out of despair and heartbreak. I assume it takes a LOT to shock a firefighter, but we managed to shock them that day. EB shocks people, it really does.  Strength has everything to do with allowing ourselves to feel whatever needs to be felt at that moment, let it all out and then deal with it. As a special need mom, I’ve had experiences where I had to fight like anRead More →

Even with all this evidence on how much my wrapping is working, they are STILL telling me I wrap Nicky too much. I swear, it will never end. Isn’t prevention key? My job is to keep my head above water for Nicky’s sake, which can be an unsurmountable task at times.  God can and will give you more than you can handle, it’s up to us to decide what can wait and what cannot. Last night I came THIS CLOSERead More →

For many years to come we survived on donated bandages or, worse, washed and re-used bandages. It’s heartbreaking for everyone to see my son not only suffering but deteriorating before our very eyes.  The death of my child changed me in ways I cannot ever explain nor express the monumental importance of. When you hear a bereaved mom mention the name of their child in heaven, just listen. I will continue to fight, just as all parents on this journeyRead More →