Woodstone Prairie

It feels like the past couple of days were several weeks long.

At least.

It was less than 48 hours ago that I first found out that my friend Lynn, and her younger daughter Mariah, had died in a car accident. Lynn’s older daughter survived but is badly injured. Thankfully, they are expecting her to recover.

Lynn and I met about 8 years ago, and bonded over parenting our adopted children, and R and Lynn’s daughter were friends. Only a month ago they were here visiting… and the girls rode Murphy, played Clue, and just wandered and played out in the big pasture.  Like M and R, Lynn’s daughter have FASD. Lynn adopted as a single mom, and worked harder than anyone I know… caring for her girls, advocating for them, working full time to financially care for them, and working in the FASD community to support other parents. She was a powerful force, and amazing woman, and I’m so glad I knew her.

I’ve been rereading Lynn’s blog and found this post… It, and many others like it that she wrote, that show so clearly her warmth, her love, her dedication to her children, and to the “cause” of preventing FASD and supporting families raising children with FASD. What a terrible loss her passing is…

Please keep her surviving daughter in your prayers.

I found this picture on Lynn’s blog… I think this sign sums up pretty well how she lived her life.

Good-bye friend…

We went to court yesterday and were granted guardianship for M. So we’re back to where we were before he turned 18 and became, legally at least, an “adult”.  With guardianship, I will be able to continue to make his medical, legal and financial decisions. He will, of course, be a part of the decision making process… but there is just no way he is capable of making adult decisions on his own… at least not right now.

We visited our dear Granny yesterday too, we hadn’t her seen for a while and missed her terribly. Since learning about the passing of her friend, R has wanted… has needed… to see Granny…. her “first” mom… and as we headed home after the visit, R said she that seeing her helped her to feel better.

After a quick quiet time at home, we headed out again to a Halloween party at M’s girlfriends house. It was a good party, and R met some new friends and M renewed some friendships with kids he hasn’t seen for awhile. It was a late night (for us), and we are tired today and spending  the day just hanging around the house. I’m cleaning (my therapy) and planning house projects (more therapy), R rode Murphy (her therapy) and M has laid around like a TV watching slug most of the day. If I had any energy I’d make him get up and do something else… but I don’t… and a day of TV watching isn’t the worst thing in the world.