For some time now I have struggled with the decision of continuing the blog or not. This is not me committing to anything, but I have decided the blog should have a place in my life. As it is mostly for family (but a public blog nonetheless) that I continue with it, I suppose it would be helpful to explain that I am a transplant. From California to Utah. Transplanted from the sunny beach side of endless warmth and citrus to this mountainous terrain where we have a plethora of the four seasons and natural diversions at our front door (literally). That is to say, while I love it here, I regularly feel like an ignoramus. So, it is with much shame and embarrassment that I admit that just recently I am learning how to live in a snowy climate. Perhaps I should say, "How to be a mother in a snowy climate."
This year has been nothing if not stressful. One of the joys has been finding out that our oldest daughter has special sensory needs. After depleting my resources of creativity and patience (be assured, the well is now dry), we started her in the recommended (not to mention costly) therapy she has needed. Admitting that we, as parents, didn't have all the answers was extremely difficult, but so far we have benefited greatly from the information we have gleaned. As this winter we have the challenge of finding and providing my daughter with the sensory experiences she craves, I thought I would lightly document our excursions. My only hope is to share with my family what we are doing these days- as they hail from Virginia to California, Tennessee to Seattle. We are vastly separated but I hope this will be something they can enjoy experiencing with us. I would also like to keep them updated on the progress of our home. Hopefully our camera will make it through this winter intact (as well as my sanity...).
