Beginnings...

With five kids, I make time for us to play at city parks as often as possible.  I am friendly and like to talk, so I often engage in conversations with other moms while we are playing.  On numerous occassions, I have found myself talking to a mom and she trusts me enough to share her struggles with her child on the Autism spectrum, ADHD, a learning disability or an emotional disability.  Granted, she usually doesn't know that I hold a degree in Special Education nor that I was once a teacher, but I am often able to offer some words of encouragement and educational advice.  These moms remind me, even if just for a fleeting moment, of the heart that God gave me to help families educationally.  It feels good.  It feels right.  It feels like, in part, what I was created to do.  A spark.

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