This morning as I jumped into the car after dropping of my youngest at her preschool for special needs, my phone rang. I answered, unsuspecting. “Jennifer?” I heard a measure of desperation…
Jennifer Dyer
Jennifer Dyer has an M.S. in Communications Disorders, which served her well in her professional career as a speech-language pathologist. Never did she imagine that her education and career were God’s way of preparing her to be a mom to her own daughter with autism. Today, she enjoys reaching out to other families who face similar diagnoses. As a cancer survivor, carpet-cleaning veteran, and originator of the “Messy House Ministry,” Jennifer feels blessed to share joy, peace, and humor with others facing life’s challenges. She and her IT genius husband Brandon have been married since 1998.
Gardening is Good for the Soul, Right?
Contrary to what the title suggests, I am no gardener, which would explain why my flower beds are overgrown with grass. As a mom, I have difficulty finding time or…
Getting Away — The Rest of the Story
Thought it did not seem probably or possible, recently my hubby and I finally managed to get away for a night. Now … the rest of the story. As many…
Honey, We’re Going to Move
Several years ago, I remember saying to the Lord: I love my home, I love my church, I love my life. Please don’t change anything. Well, I’m sure you can imagine…
Autism and Alzheimer’s
One of my good friends cares for her mother who has advanced Alzheimer’s disease. This friend also has a son with Asperger’s—a mild form of autism. As my youngest daughter,…
Baby Time
I babysat an 8-month-old yesterday. Wow. I forgot how much energy, time, and vigilance that age requires. She wanted to taste test everything from the dog’s bone to the newspaper. And…
Romantic Words for Your Valentine
The other day my husband said one of the most romantic things I’d heard in my entire life: “Go lie down or take a bath. I’ll do the dishes.” My…
Sweet 16
A few weeks ago I had the honor of attending a surprise party. My friend’s daughter had just turned 16, and her parents wanted to give her a party she wouldn’t forget. Instead…
Commissioned for Motherhood
It’s Monday morning and I’m worn out. I spent most of the weekend chasing my naked, hyper, and screaming autistic child. Yes, she had her adorable moments, but by bedtime Sunday night,…
Baby Schedules
While discussing newborn babies, my sister reminded me of my first (and overwhelming) days with my firstborn. As I had no experience with babies, I relied on books and other…