Paulette George
I have poured cartons of ink onto pages since I was a child. Perhaps you have too. It, along with tears, began flowing even more abundantly when my husband and I heard the word “seizure” for the first time in connection with our daughter, Christina. Both the ink and the tears spilled forth profusely in an effort to deal with the gamut of emotions resulting from the delivery of such a diagnosis. They didn’t stop for years as we continued to deal with autism and more than one hundred seizures a day. What we did and what we learned during that journey was placed onto paper in the form of notes, frantic pleas for help, prayers for healing, and letters of love.
When my first computer was carried through the door of our home by my husband, the notes I had journaled became typed words on the screen in front of me. I relished the ability to erase what I had written and rewrite it to reflect the perfect thought. Sometimes those thoughts were painful, but other times they were rejoicing trumpets of victory.
Thank you for visiting my Web site. I invite you to explore and read my new blog Ink where you will find details of our journey through epilepsy, autism, and the fight to keep our hope strong in the midst of the storm. If you are a parent or caregiver who has heard about our story and are looking for help or resources for your own child, please click on the "resources" tab and take advantage of what you find there. Check back often, as I will be updating the information as it becomes available. I hope that for whatever reason you have logged on, you will find inspiration to hope and perhaps even smile as I share about life’s storms, triumphs, and faith from my own not-so-perfect world.
Feel free to drop me a note or send a prayer request. I’d love to hear from you.
This is what seizure-freedom feels like.
