In the midst of exercising patience as my kids pushed my nerves to the edge and beyond I realized I was up against the big D once again...

Third Grade. The dreaded grade of nearly every parent of dyslexic kids. The grade where learning to read ceases and reading to learn...

Declaring the words, “I am dyslexic” is not a self defeating, self limiting, or self hating label. It is no different than saying, “I am...

Josh and I snuck away for a romantic 4 day getaway on a beautiful mountain in South Carolina, and then proceeded to go walking for 24...

A year in a half ago my husband came home from work and said 14 words that changed our whole world, “The pharmacy is closing. I will be...

Teachers do not lay in bed awake at night worrying themselves sick over the students making A's in their classroom. They lay awake at...

There is nothing easy about being an adult dyslexic in the world of non dyslexics. You walk into invisible walls constantly. Many friends...

At the beginning of the school year, Landon’s second grade teacher asked the class to write down three sentences about themselves. I was...