I am a firm believer in signs, not the type that are physically positioned throughout our daily lives, but those that are spiritually given to us when we need them most.
Our world revolved around seizures; therefore, many of our family “traditions” were altered. Epilepsy wasn’t an “if” it was a “when”, “where” and “how” in our lives. This was magnified on holidays and events through the stages of Clayton’s journey, especially when he was first hospitalized. As time progressed, though, we learned … Read More