A little over three and a half years ago, our lives changed. We had been struggling with our son’s behavior both in school and at home and we had no idea how to make things better. The school knew that his behavior was “off” but wouldn’t do anything without an official diagnosis. We then went to our pediatrician hoping that she would have some answers. Nope, she had to send us to a specialist. That specialist was a “talk therapist.”

Earlier this morning, Mrs. PFG left with her sister to join her mom, aunts, grandmother, and other sister for a girl’s weekend in Austin. For the second time in two months, I will be a single parent.