Robyn Barberry shares some words of wisdom with her little one.

My best friend Shannon of 30 years invited me to share a cup (or two) of tea with her at a new little place called Emma’s Tea Spot, which is situated in the thriving community of Hamilton at the corner of Harford Road and Hamilton Avenue. She made us an appointment for 3 at 11 […]

It took an accidental trip to the grocery store with a child psychologist to help me to see the world through my autistic child’s eyes.

Call me old-fashioned, but I’m one of those people who still relies on a paper planner to keep my life balanced and bound together.

In this time of Advent, we are not just waiting for the return of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, but preparing for our role as a member of His Kingdom.

I went home feeling both relaxed and rejuvenated at the same time. I think a healthy dose of the outdoors does that to you and hold tight to my beliefs that God created our environment as a natural treatment of man-made stress.

I’m beginning to understand that Frank will require more intensive care than his brothers and sister. But what would be required of me in my new role? The first step for me is to figure out what he needs and how to get it to him.

Frank has ASD. Also some incredible gifts and some intense challenges. And he probably won’t grow out of it.

Today my son was diagnosed with autism – or ASD. I wasn’t terribly surprised. If anything, I was relieved.

Robyn Barberry continues her “moving saga” in part three of her blog series.