Summer at the Strongo Asylum
Last fall, as Valor was seven years old, the state of North Carolina required us to register with a “Notice of Intent to Operate a… Read More »Summer at the Strongo Asylum
Last fall, as Valor was seven years old, the state of North Carolina required us to register with a “Notice of Intent to Operate a… Read More »Summer at the Strongo Asylum
Achievement test scores aren’t the measure of a kid’s life, or worth, or strength, or soul.
We are continuing on a path that God knows but we only see by faith, like the zip line to the platform hidden in the trees ahead.
For the past three Novembers, we’ve started with a bulletin board with only the trunk and limbs of a bare tree fashioned out of brown paper, and we’ve ended the month with a craft which depicts the various things we are thankful for as leaves. This year is the fullest our tree has ever been.
This time away from the blog has witnessed a thawing, not just of the weather, but also our spirits.