I Didn’t Know

I have a Masters of Arts in Education.  I spent years teaching kids to read and I had no idea my child had dyslexia.  I came across this image shortly after my son was diagnosed and I just sat and cried. 

I cried for my former students that struggled because I didn't know how to help them.  I cried for my child who had been told over and over that he would be able to read if he would just try harder and focus more.  I cried because I was relieved there was something I could do to help him.

After drying my tears I decided to forgive myself.  I did the best I could with what I knew at the time.  I couldn't change the past, but I could change what I did next.  I could do everything in my power to ensure my child got what he needed.

I could also help other parents with what they haven't yet learned.  I could walk them through the special education process - because it is emotional, and overwhelming, and just plain hard.  No parent should have to navigate it alone.  That is why I am here to help.

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