During one of our many conversations my son, Jeffrey, was sharing some very hurtful incidents that had recently occurred; people making fun of him at restaurants, laughing and making cruel remarks. He just didn’t understand why people couldn’t accept and respect one another. He didn’t understand why some people judged others because of the way they look, walk or talk.
As always, I would listen to his anguish, knowing that I couldn’t “fix” the situation and that I couldn’t take…..
These spoken words are terrifying when spoken to a parent, yet those were the exact words that were said to me thirty-nine years ago when my baby boy was born prematurely. And then I was told that if he somehow did survive, he would never talk, walk, ride a bicycle, or be independent in any way.
Never Alone is a true story about our journey together as we traveled through the deepest dark valleys to the highest majestic mountaintops. It…..