autism, caregivers, communication, faith, family, friends, Morgan, Uncategorized

I Call It Momtism

“If I find myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.” – C.S. Lewis

While shopping in the grocery store, I saw a very familiar face. I could not recall their name or the place where I knew them from, knowing I should know, I ducked down an isle, hoping it would come back to me. It didn’t. The following week, I was at the bank, and Boom! There she was behind the counter, right where she belonged, and everything clicked again. I laughed at myself, then I recalled how seeing someone “out of place” can often rattle Morgan.

I am socially awkward at best sometimes, not great at small talk. There is usually a lot going on in my head, and not everything needs to be shared out loud. 😂 I have to remember, what’s normal in our world, as a parent and a young adult on the autism spectrum, can be miles away from what others consider normal. To say the least, my sense of humor can be a bit skewed. I’ve learned to face the fact that Morgan and I are never going to smoothly or discreetly blend in with the crowd. And that’s ok.

Morgan & Mom Back Porch Pickin’ for Hendersonville Tennessee’s
Front Porch Fest 2020

We are all unique, all fearfully and wonderfully made. We each have our own little quirks and traits that make us us. Genetics, environment, and experience all play their part in how we perceive and navigate things. The more I try to help Morgan understand this world, the more I realize what little sense it makes to me. But I still remain hopeful and thankful. I know it won’t always be this way.

Whenever I have those glitches, those awkward Momtism moments, when I’m totally out of sync with the world around me, I feel a synchronicity with Morgan. I get a better understanding of what it’s like to feel a little lost. Of course it’s brief and I have the tools to compensate, but it serves me a needed dose of empathy for what my girl and others on the autism spectrum go through every single day.

But one day, One. Day. We will no longer feel we are so out of the loop. We will finally be able to communicate and understand each other, and Everyone and Everything, more clearly. “…Now we know in part, but then we will know fully, as we are fully known.” – 1 Corinthians 13:12

Until Next Time,

Know The Hope!

Morgan & Mom

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Heroes Are Human Too

“No one has greater love than this, that someone would lay down their life for his friends.” John 15:13 HCSB

It’s one thing to give of ourselves to family or friends, but to put our life on the line for someone we don’t even know,… THAT’S A HERO. We’ve all witnessed the scenes, heard the stories, of healthcare workers who’ve gone above and beyond to care for Our families, Our friends.

One picture that brought reality home for me was the 164 pairs of nurses shoes placed on The White House Lawn, representing those who have given their lives caring for our loved ones.

Bringing empty shoes to honor the dead, nurses descend on Capitol
National Nurses United installed a memorial to honor the more than 160 nurses who have died from COVID-19. Nurses are demanding the Senate act now to pass the HEROES Act and ensure optimal PPE for frontline health care workers. | Rick Reinhard / NNU

Recently, I was asked by my friend Melanie Walker to help her write a song for an annual program for healthcare workers called Blessing of the Hands. We thought about the length of time they’ve been tirelessly giving of themselves. When it all started there was lots of gratitude shown. Now it has somehow become what we expect of heroes. Melanie wanted this to be a song of prayer, as it should be. To the only One who truly knows their hearts, their needs, their humanity. To the only One who can heal them everywhere they hurt, this is our plea.

Here is the link to the video, Heroes Are Human Too. Below are the lyrics, If you know a hero who needs this, Please share.

Heroes are Human Too by Melanie Walker and Tammy Vice © May ‘20

They take the lead when others fear

Brave our battles, wipe our tears

You see each struggle they go through

You know heroes are human too

Bless the labor of their hands

She’s just a woman.  He’s just a man

Bless the labor of their hands

She’s just a woman, Lord.  He’s just a man

Your arms are always open wide

Shelter them and be their guide

When they feel they are not enough

Remind them just how much they’re loved

Bless the labor of their hands

She’s just a woman.  He’s just a man

Bless the labor of their hands

She’s just a woman, Lord.  He’s just a man

Give them wisdom.  Give them strength

We pray that they may know Your peace

Bless the labor of their hands

She’s just a woman.  He’s just a man

Bless the labor of their hands

She’s just a woman, Lord.  He’s just a man

You see each struggle they go through. 

You know heroes are human too

“This is how God showed his love among us: He sent His one and only Son into the world that we might live through Him.  This is love: not that we loved God, but that He loved us and sent His Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.  Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.” 1 John 4:9-11

Until Next Time,

Know The Hope!

Tammy Vice

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Messy and Beautiful

“Sometimes you’ve got to embrace the unexpected.  The things we never saw coming often take us to the places we never imagined we could go.”  Kemmy Nola

Recently, we traveled to the coast for the Frank Brown Songwriters Festival. Our family and Logan Blade‘s participate in an annual autism awareness benefit there. We also enjoy getting some rare time for our families to visit with each other. While Logan is pretty laid back, always going with the flow, Morgan requires a schedule. There is a constant juggle of what’s “too much schedule” for her, and what’s not enough.  When I think of the differences between Logan and Morgan, I’m reminded of the saying, “when you’ve met one person with autism, you’ve met one person with autism.”  Truth!

Anxiety and OCD are kissing cousins to Morgan’s autism.  They are the enemies of spontaneity and joy.  They refuse to let go and trust that the day will land in a safe place without their orchestrating every moment, every breath.  I’ve watched them take my daughter down on countless occasions, robbing her of the ability to wait, to relax, to just enjoy being with friends.  Morgan knows friends are messy, and loud.  They often do the unexpected.  They are great at derailing her perfect plans.  I’m trying to help her understand friends are also Beautiful!  Even with all the chaos they create, they are really worth having around us.

We are always trying to find ways to help Morgan learn how to cope with the messy and the unexpected, so she can enjoy being with friends.  Our family is blessed to live in an area where there are several organizations providing social and recreational opportunities for young adults with disabilities.  They have regular gatherings, dinners and dances,…  Nothing makes me happier than to see Morgan bobbing up and down on the dance floor, weaving around her buddies.  She’s still in her bubble, but it’s the closest I’ve seen her get to popping it.  😉

Using the Arts and creativity has been another great way to stretch Morgan’s coping abilities.  Her “Messy Flag” is a pour painting, which required making a mess to create something beautiful.

We’ve made note cards from her painting to spread awareness of OCD, anxiety, and autism.  As we learn and grow, it’s always our hope to bring understanding and encouragement to others.  Follow us on Facebook Know the Hope to learn more about us, and how to get some of Morgan’s note cards.  We’d love to hear from you.

 

Until Next Time,

Know the Hope!

Tammy

 

 

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Are We Having Fun Yet?

“When you get the chance to sit it out or dance, I hope you dance.” – Mark Sanders & Tia Sellers 

Allison gets her work ethic from her dad.  She’s seen him leave home before daylight, and come home after sunset all her life.  His dad did the same.  I admire their “sticktoitiveness”.  But there are times when the job is thankless, when no one is applauding.    That’s when the Mom in Me pleads with them, in order not to burn out, we have to have a balance.  When our world feels more like an endless ride on a roller coaster, after eating a footlong chile dog, we have to stop and get our footing.

Recently, I attended the WOW festival in Cookeville, and enjoyed seeing Allison dance again.

Allison Dance

I love my daughter.  I’m proud of all she’s accomplished, but I’m happiest for her when she’s happy.  I hope she continues to dance, physically and spiritually.

Sing your song picture

I hope she’ll always take the time to locate her joy.  And I hope I can talk her dad into a waltz or two.  😉

Daddy Daughter Dance

Until Next Time,

Know The Hope!

Tammy

 

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I’m Gonna Tell It All

“Blessings sometimes show up in unrecognizable disguises.” – Janette Oak

This month’s blog comes from a dear friend, Darlene Blade.  I’ve had the privilege of sharing the stage with her son, Logan, and seeing first hand some of the lives he’s touched.  I’ve asked her to share their family’s story:

I had heard of miracles, and even witnessed some, growing up in a Pentecostal Church.  Did not know then that I would be right in the middle of one in my married life.  Well God sent me a great man to share this life with, and at the age of 16 we started our life together.  God had a plan all the time for us.  We just celebrated 43 years of marriage.  When we were on our 16th year, we talked about having a child.  See, we were so young and had a lot of growing up to do ourselves.

Darlene and Terry 2018

After two devastating miscarriages, God gave us a beautiful 8 lbs. 2 oz. baby boy.  His name would be Logan.  We were elated to say the least.  Just what we had always wanted.  I asked God for only one healthy child and I would never ask him for another.  Oh what a joy he was!  Like any child, Logan began to babble and say Mama, Dada, yes, no,…  learned to play Itsy Bitsy Spider, and do all the things babies do before he was two years old.
When he turned two, it was like someone had flipped a switch.  He lost all of his words, and stopped making eye contact.  It was like he was a stranger, and not with us anymore. After many doctor visits and therapy sessions, Logan was diagnosed with autism.  What we thought was a curse back then has turned out to be one of God’s greatest blessings.
You see, Logan hums for self stimulation.  A very special teacher named Kim Sutton found the gift that God had blessed him with.  Logan is a music savant.  He was humming in perfect pitch.  He could pick out songs on the piano, read music, and even do music notation.  And the biggest miracle to us,… He Could Sing.  Yes, he had no verbal language, but God had put a song in his heart, and it had to come out.

Logan in the Studio
Logan has been blessed to sing with Josh Turner on the Grand ole Opry, and sing with The Nashville Symphony .
Logan has just finished his 4th CD, “I’m Gonna Tell it All”, title song written by Tammy Vice and Jerry Salley.
We travel, and share God’s blessings, all over the southern states.  So in closing, I would like to say, all things in your life that you may think are a curse, might just turn out to be a special blessing of your own.

Darlene Blade
Logan’s Mom
Autism is a way of life for us.

Visit Logan Blade’s Facebook page, and watch for his upcoming CD!

Until Next Time,

Know The Hope!

Tammy Vice

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