Reboot, Rejuvenate, Resurrect

Learning to Breathe Again When our son was three, an audiologist and dear friend expressed concern about his language skills. We didn’t exactly agree. He produced words. He wasn’t hearing impaired. He even made-up words that only family and close friends understood. In hindsight, he taught us his language! But I have learned something: when people who love you tell you something, listen. We did. An evaluation revealed delays, and for the next year, he had a weekly thirty-minu

PLAYMATE I don’t know how or when she became a part of the family next door. What I do know is she visited me one day, sat on the...