It’s been months since I was able to blog and read others blog posts that make me laugh, make me cry and bring me encouragement. Lots has happened.  

I shared with you that my daughter had Ovarian Cancer last year for the second time. Well, on December 19, 2019 she was declared cancer-free again! What a blessing! Because of the chemotherapy she took, her immune system is vulnerable. She is staying at home during this COVID-19 Pandemic and thank God so far, so good.

My husband and I both are feeling our ages, we’re both in our middle 60s.  He has difficulties, but takes great care of me because I got a bum knee. I was supposed to have it replaced next week Tuesday, but that was canceled. I’ll wait.  We sit around here and laugh and joke and play and talk like we’re teens. It’s been fun!  Sometimes we do more than play like young people; we really enjoy each other like we used to. Nuf said.  Yep, we are staying at home.

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That grandson, Jonathan, whose journey I’ve shared with you all was one of the happiest teens ever when he heard that he wouldn’t be going to school for the rest of the school year. He really smiled about that. Then the school work began coming across online. He still smiles, but since his work is definitely due at certain times of the week, the smile isn’t as big. He’s driving his granddad and me around all the time, taking us everywhere. He was until the order to stay at home came. But he’s doing fine. He’s staying at home.

Since we’ve had this extra time to be together, we’ve caught up with family and friends on social media and on the phone. We’ve laughed and talked about anything and everything even more.  We have really stopped and taken time to look at each other and rediscover why we love each other.  Staying at home ain’t that bad!  

Here’s a picture of Jonathan and his granddad from March 8th (he’s 15) a little before the stay at home order.  

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It has been a long time since I got a chance to blog about Jonathan.  He’s is still the joy of our lives and he makes me laugh.  He is, in many ways, a typical 14-year old high school teenager.  I finally let him get a YouTube account and he loves that. He loves to do stop action videos in his room and put them on YouTube. He went to his first homecoming game and homecoming dance.  But he went alone and was angry because I tried to make him dress up. LOL. 

But the one thing that’s on his mind is driving.  Those 3 aunts I told you about started about 2 years ago letting him drive in parking lots and around the corner at the church. He let me and his Goompa know that he could get a permit at 14 years and 8 months.  He counted the hours, it seemed to me as he waited for 14 years and 8 months to roll around.  He had only 2 words in his vocabulary: Driving and permit.  I even gave in twice and let him drive to the end of the driveway in our complex. Sorry guys, my nerves are not what they used to be. 

But guess what? He began driver’s education at school on December 2nd. He will have to work and study hard for the certificate and I have no doubt that he’ll do just that. But you know what that means??? Him behind the wheel as we go to the supermarket, church and on short errands. HELP!!

So, here we go again. There’s never a dull moment traveling Jonathan’s Way.  I’ll keep you posted.




Hi All,

It’s been more than a year since I last shared with you about Jonathan, my grandson and his challenges growing up on the spectrum.  A lot has happened since those days.

First of all my virtual online business has grown by leaps and bounds, literally. I am thankful and grateful for that. In 3 months, God willing, my husband and I will celebrate 33 years of marriage.  Jonathan’s dad got married to a lovely woman.  His three doting Aunts have never stopped doting on him, either. 


Johanna, Jennifer, Erika

The last time I let you know that Jonathan  was going into middle school.  Well, in September this year, he will be going into high school.  He turned 14 this past January. But that ain’t all. He was always a tall boy for his age.  Now he stands 6’1″ tall and wears a size 13-1/2″ wide shoe. HELP! He has grown up as a teen and the girls like him.  HELP!


With daddy at school concert

Not only that, his aunts have taught him how to drive and we are preparing for him to get a permit.  He drives good, too.  His grades are all above average and he seems to like science.  He can’t stand Social Studies.  No matter, I am grateful for how far he’s come.  One place that helped him go even farther is the Boys and Girls Club in our area. He is loved by the people there, and he has learned to play basketball.  He tried out for the school basketball team last year, but didn’t make it.  I think he couldn’t take the exercises they were forced to do for a week.  I am proud of him!

One thing he did for the very first time was done on Martin Luther King Jr, holiday on January 21, 2019.  He stood up in front of a couple of hundred people and gave a short speech on education. He was nervous and prayed a lot before the big day came. But he did a wonderful job. He made mama proud.  #mademamaproud

Jonathan giving speech on MLK Holiday January 21, 2019

Jonathan giving speech at MLK Holiday breakfast on January 21, 2019

So, here we go again. It’s Jonathan’s way and there’s never a dull moment.  I’ll keep you posted!





I remember October, 2016 coming in, but I think it just said “Hello, gotta go.” I mean in two days, it will be November, 2016. WOW! It’s that time already. Living in the midwest, I have a love-hate relationship with the winter months. I love looking at the snow and how beautiful it makes everything. I see the snow and immediately begin singing Christmas carols. But, boy oh boy, I hate to get out in it and drive about. Snow, ice, and slush just don’t make me feel good at all when I have to be out in it.

You know those beautiful paintings and Christmas Cards with a sleigh pulling family  members through the wooded, snowy areas going to Grandma’s house–BALONEY! When I get in my car, first of all I have to clean it off, then turn it on and wait for it to defrost, and if I am running late, I have to get out and scrape the the windows. So, by the time I get to “Grandma’s house,” my hands are cold, my boots from last year I find out are leaky, and the car is covered with dirty salted snow!

Oh well, enough of complaining. The one good thing is that we all have made it this far into the year. Let’s be grateful and get ready to make some snowballs!

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