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Saturday, November 12, 2016

Through the Eyes of Hope by: Lacey Buchanan

Lacey Buchanan knows that we are not always prepared for the challenges life throws in our direction. We plan for a healthy child and look forward to the developmental milestones that tell us our baby is doing well. But what if we discover our precious infant is going to be born with significant medical problems?  What happens if we're advised to reconsider if our child should be born due to the severity of their condition?  Lacey writes about her experiences as a mother who has to face a devastating medical prognosis for her unborn son.  She shares her emotional struggles and the journey her family travels.  Together with her husband Chris, this young mother begins traveling a path that ultimately shows all of us how to have faith, stay focused, express our emotions, and come up with a plan of action.  Lacey provides a real, honest, and sometimes difficult view of how parents are thrust into the role of advocacy when a child is born with medical challenges.  Her courage, perseverance, and rock steady resolve will encourage and inspire you to be an advocate too.

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A perfect way to start the New Year with some inspiration!"
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Tuesday, September 13, 2016

The Seasons Change Along with Our Expectations

School is underway for a new year of education and activities.  The children are beginning to accept that summer time is over for the moment.  Every now and then, we catch a glimpse of the weather changes that are just around the corner.  The night times and mornings are a bit cooler.  There is a chill in the air at the Friday night football games where hot chocolate is becoming more attractive as a beverage versus an iced drink.  Fundraisers for school and sports activities have already begun.  The never ending schedule of chauffeur duties keeps us busy.  So why would it not seem possible that we need to also take a minute to check on our expectations?

I would like to think that this fall, all homework assignments will be completed and turned in on time. 

I want to understand what materials will be necessary for special projects...before they are due.

I want to know that appointments for the children will not conflict with last minute changes to sports practices.

I hope that the expenses incurred as the result of choices we made regarding schooling will be gentle on the budget.

I just know that those school supplies we purchased will last longer than they did last year.

I desperately want to believe that there will be a minimum amount of time spent on illnesses and doctor's visits.  (Last year was not great in this regard.)

I will have ample time to work on my writing projects and reach a point where I know publication is close!

By this time next year, I will be able to look back and be content with what we accomplished.

The reality of all these things occurring?  Well, for the moment I choose to be hopeful.  Sometimes, I am hopeful to a fault.  But as far as faults go, I don't think that's necessarily a bad thing.  

Today, I have a challenge to face.  This challenge is the result of an incident that occurred at the end of July.  It is one that does not make me happy, but it is one that is necessary.  Sometimes our children make mistakes when they choose a behavior. It is our job as parents to encourage them to face the consequences and move beyond the mistakes they make.

It would be easy to point fingers or place the blame on someone else when our children have to face legal consequences.  But raising human beings isn't supposed to be easy.  Children are meant to make crappy decisions, forget the rules, and try to avoid the consequences.  It is our job as parents to guide them, correct them, and inspire them to do what is right.  They need to understand how to do the right things for the right reasons at the right time.  

When the consequences are revealed today, we will have walked one step closer toward realizing the goal of raising a human being; one who is ready to make a difference in the world.  This happens when the adults can see past the mistake, love the child for who she is, and allow her to accept responsibility for her actions.  Yelling, belittling, or making her feel like shit is not going to make that happen.  Being a caring, patient, and understanding adult who provides clear expectations...that's what will inspire the necessary changes.

As we prepare for another season of changes, stop to consider what will inspire you toward being a source of inspiration to someone who needs to be inspired.  I'd love to hear your ideas!

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Friday, July 8, 2016

A.Adams Jones ~ The Main Reason I ended up back in Colorado Springs (Part V)

 Another answer to "Why Did I End Up Here?"

Update: July 08, 2016

In recognition of the author who inspired so many changes in my life three years's a re-post from 2013 PLUS links to this author's books and video synopsis.

Blind Innocence

Originally posted 08/27/2013

So many times I wonder why things happen the way they do.  This summer was one I will always remember.  My previous blog entries explained how I took a vacation and ended up relocating to another state.  The series of unplanned and unpredictable circumstances left me feeling confused at times.  I had to push away moments of self-doubt and feelings of guilt that I had disappointed my family.  Challenges have a way of doing that to a person.  Here's what I hope to share with you today...

There is usually a plan and reasons behind unexplained detours.  In time, the reasons are revealed and the answers to , "Why did I end up here?" are clarified.  Last Wednesday was my time to have some of those questions answered.  I can't begin to tell you how relieved and grateful I am that God had a bigger plan in mind for my family than I could have ever imagined.

All of my children have had problems with asthma.  Last year my son Nathan struggled the most with asthma related symptoms.  He frequently needed to use inhalers and a nebulizer when his breathing was affected.  Often, he experienced facial swelling and fevers that prompted several visits to the Emergency Room.  Each time, he was given breathing treatments and Prednisone, a steroid, to treat his symptoms.  His Pediatrician reassured me that the swelling resulted from the asthma.  I asked if there could be something else wrong beside the asthma, but was advised that many children have similar symptoms from asthma.  We continued to treat Nathan with Ventolin inhaler as needed, Flovent 2x/daily, and Albuterol via Nebulizer at night when his coughing was severe enough to keep him awake at night.  This went on for over one year.

During our stay in Colorado this summer, the children experienced reduced asthma symptoms.  None of them required Albuterol via Nebulizer. Their need for inhaler treatments significantly decreased.  We only used the inhalers 2-3x all summer.  It was wonderful to have an illness-free summer.  Due to our "spontaneous relocation" requirements, I ended up reapplying for health insurance in Colorado.  I immediately arranged medical appointments for all children since we needed to have a place to transfer medical records from Georgia to Colorado.  The appointments were scheduled just in time.   Nathan was diagnosed with a chronic medical condition that will require on-going monitoring.

A little over one week ago Nathan began to retain fluids that made his face, legs, and stomach swell more than we had ever seen before.  Thankfully, he had an appointment scheduled for last Wednesday.  I told the doctor that our previous Pediatrician had treated his Symptoms as if he only had asthma.  I told her that I felt there was something more going on.  She checked him thoroughly and asked for a urine specimen.  Sure enough, he was spilling proteins and blood into his urine. 

Nathan was diagnosed with  Nephrotic Syndrome  which is a type of kidney disease where there is loss of protein in the urine.  When protein is lost from the blood, there is swelling of the face, arms, legs and abdomen as fluids leak into these tissues.  The cause is uncertain.  The doctor told me that taking him to the Emergency Room where he was given Prednisone (a steroid) probably kept him from going into kidney failure.  I wish his previous Pediatrician had been more aware of this disease!  I kept thinking, "What if I hadn't taken him to the ER as often as I did?"  A mother's instinct should always be taken seriously! 

I am relieved to finally have a reason for Nathan's frequent trips to the ER.   I am grateful for all the challenges I faced this summer.  I am appreciative of this opportunity to reorganize, reconnect, and reinvent my family life here in Colorado.  Most of all, I feel blessed that I trusted myself to take care of my family and take a huge leap of faith in remaining here.  I believe I had to be here so that I could establish a better network of medical care for my I had struggled to maintain in Georgia.  (Our health insurance situation there was tenuous at best.)

Nathan's swelling has already decreased since he has been taking the Prednisone. His Pediatrician is also prescribing a medication for high blood pressure and to prevent stomach irritation...side effects of the Prednisone treatment protocol.  Thank God we found a good Pediatrician who identified the problem.  So, if anyone asks why I ended up here....I'll say it had to be part of a bigger plan for our family. 

Update as of 07/08/2016

Nathan has been doing extremely well since his diagnosis three years ago.  His symptoms have been in remission for almost 2 years now, but we continue to have him tested every time he gets a cold or infection.  Thankfully that has been minimal.  He will need to continue being vigilant regarding this condition, but we feel hopeful that things are going well.  That first year of his treatments was challenging, as he required weekly visits to the doctor to check on medications.  I am grateful to his doctor and to the amazing MA who knows our family so well. I don't know what I'd do without the care and support they provide to my children and to me as the parent. 


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Friday, July 1, 2016

A.Adams Jones ~ The Main Reason I ended up back in Colorado Springs (Part IV)

       Blessed Patience ~ Rewarded        

Update: July 01, 2016

In recognition of the author who inspired so many changes in my life three years's a re-post from 2013 PLUS links to this author's books and video synopsis.

Blind Innocence

Patience is one of the greatest challenges I face.  I'm sure I'm not the only one.  I struggle with this on a daily basis.  I wish things happened with a little less drama.  I would love to go an entire day without feeling like a drill sergeant with my children.  And I really want to be more tolerant of individuals who refuse to put on their turn signals, cut me off in the parking lot, or insist on smoking near the open door to the laundromat where my just cleaned clothes risk absorbing some of that lovely aroma.  (All three of my children have asthma, so I am especially impatient with running through the gauntlet of smoke.)

Patience is often in short supply.  I have searched high and low to find a warehouse that provides extra, bargain-sized helpings of this commodity.  Alas....there is none to be found.  I even have a hard time finding it at church, if you can believe that.   (My children are known to pick this particular time of the week to test the limits of my motherly love.)  The one place I thought I could regain a little of my love for humanity and revitalize my tired spirit is often the source of further aggravation as my children continuously ask, "Is it almost time to go?  Is mass almost over?  How much longer Mommy?"   I know this stage won't last forever, so I continue to go, pray, and hope life will become a little more relaxed if I keep trying.

Patience.  I search for it, hope for it, and long for it like a person who is directionally challenged dreams of a state of the art Global Positioning System for a long road trip.  (I am actually quite directionally challenged and fond of Map Quest and similar resources.)  So imagine my surprise when I checked my bank account this morning and found that my former employer had indeed decided to pay my vacation time!  I had a great conversation with the owner a couple of weeks ago, and was relieved to clear the air regarding the miscommunication surrounding my vacation pay.  (See three previous blog entries if you missed them.)  I was informed that they had decided to pay my vacation time, but until I saw it posted I didn't want to get my hopes up.  I feel very blessed today. 

Sometimes when things go wrong, it's easy to lose heart and feel discouraged.  It's hard not to take things personally when someone let's you down.  But I am very grateful that I had the conversation with my former employer and maintained professionalism and respect. I still miss the children and colleagues with whom I worked, and hope to maintain contact with them.  It is easier to keep a door open than to rebuild a bridge that had been burned.  It's easy to look for the bad things in life.  There's an abundance.  What is more rewarding is having faith that things will work out if you stay focused, have a kind spirit, and maintain a positive attitude. 

Today I am blessed and believe once again that patience is it's own time. (Not necessarily when you want it to happen.)

Wishing all of you many blessings and rewards for you patience.


Wednesday, June 22, 2016

A.Adams Jones ~ The Main Reason I ended up back in Colorado Springs (Part III)

      Moving Forward - Part III         

Update: June 22, 2016


In recognition of the author who inspired so many changes in my life three years's a re-post from 2013 PLUS links to this author's books and video synopsis.

Blind Innocence

Where were we?  Oh yes.  My employer chose not to pay my vacation time.  When I called to find out what had happened, I was chastised that I did not verbally inform my employer that I wanted to be paid for my vacation time.  Hmmm.  Did I not complete a leave request form?  Indeed I had.  I also remember telling my employer that I wanted to use whatever vacation time I had left.  Turns out that a discrepancy on the vacation form made it possible for the Director to overlook my request.  She agreed to ask the School Owners to look into the matter.  I trusted that this would be taken care of so that I could return to Georgia in time to begin the new school year. 

Again, I checked my account on the next expected payday and found myself lacking funds.  I once more called my Center Director and was greeted with what amounted to a different type of "pay back."  I was told that ,"Well, Mr. XYZ felt that he didn't need to pay you since you left he and Mrs. XYZ in a bind by leaving.  Additionally, The Infant Room had an increase in enrollments and we had to hire a new Lead Teacher to replace you."  Perhaps a sudden increase had actually occurred in the one week time since I last spoke with her.  However, I was sure that there was something I could have done to help out if only on a part time basis.  I was advised that I was no longer expected to return on the date I had written on my vacation request form.  "We'll call you if we need you." (Additional Note:  I discovered from other colleagues that the enrollment had not actually significantly increased, which is what I had suspected.)

There was a deep sense of disappointment that I had been unceremoniously dumped.  If at any time the Center Director had indicated I could not take a leave of absence I would have respected that decision.  If I had known that taking my children to see their dad would result in an inability to receive my earned vacation pay or that I would have no job upon returning to Georgia I surely would have postponed the visit.  Most of all, I felt like I had let everyone down.  I missed the infants and I missed talking with their parents.   I also missed the coworkers I had grown to love.  We had worked so hard together to make sure the Infant Program was one that made us proud.  I felt like all my efforts had been disregarded.

Moving forward is never easy.  It takes a lot of humility and forgiveness to let go of the "What might have beens."  Here's the thing.  It's never good to second guess yourself.  You do the best you can under given circumstances and proceed as planned.  Sure there will be plenty of individuals who disagree with your choices or don't understand your motives.  Can you imagine what life would be like if you felt like you had to justify every action you take, every word you write, and every breath you chose to breathe?  Believe me, it's no way to live!  Although guilt has it's purpose in the the world, an excess amount prevents you from moving forward and living the life God intended for you. 

I am currently in the process of  "moving forward."  I have filed for unemployment while I continue to look for work.  My children will attend school in Colorado Springs for now.  We are gathering birth certificates, applying for medical insurance, and getting the necessary forms completed to begin a chapter in our history I'll call "Return to Colorado."  Perhaps I have unfinished business.  There are worse places I could be "stranded."  Whatever the reason I ended up here, it's now my job to make the best of our adventure and embrace the results.  I can do this!  I've reinvented myself before and I'm quite awesome at creating new environments for my children.  I hope that they will grow to be resilient, accepting, and versatile individuals with a zest for life.  Most of all, I hope my family will understand that I am doing the best I can for my children. 

Planning is still a good idea. I love list making.  But I also know that there needs to be a lot of flexibility built into your thought process.  The strongest tree in the forest is not the one that stands upright, but one that sways and bends in the wind.  (A favorite quote..just can't recall who said it.)  And this ends my vacation story.  I look forward to documenting our new challenges.


Wednesday, June 15, 2016

A.Adams Jones ~ The Main Reason I ended up back in Colorado Springs (Part II)

     Consequences and Resolutions - Part II          

Update: June 15, 2016

In recognition of the author who inspired so many changes in my life three years's a re-post from 2013 PLUS links to this author's books and video synopsis.

Blind Innocence

My five-year-old's recommendation for our trip to the park set into motion a series of events that I never could have foreseen.  There were too many factors involved in what transpired following this visit to believe in simple coincidences.  Something bigger was at work here.  Yes, I ultimately made decisions.  However, if I had known about the consequences, I may have played my cards quite differently.   Sometimes, you just have to take that trip, see those sights, and experience the sensations that accompany the journey. 

Following my introduction to A. Adams Jones, author and publisher of the debut book "Blind Innocence", I began to realize how pressured the past eighteen months had been.  Once again I had been left to raise three children alone (after a brief attempt by their father to reunite everyone in Atlanta, Georgia), survived a horrific car accident where someone slammed into my car as I was stopped at a red light - pushing me into the car in front of me (thank God the children were not in the car at the time), re-entered the work force as a teacher, lost my apartment and moved into an extended stay hotel, and struggled to deal with some very challenging group dynamics in my classroom. 

One day at work, after another stressful situation arose, I decided that it was time to take a break from all the chaos and  reclaim my spirit.  There is only so much a human can physically and emotionally tolerate before you realize you're headed to the zoo.  I submitted a leave request to my Center Director.  I had hoped that since we had college students returning to help, the room would have adequate coverage in my absence.  I was advised that I may not have the Lead Infant Teacher position available upon my return if enrollments increased, but was assured that something would be available.  I was told, "We are going to honor your request."  Since the Director was also a single mom of three, I felt like she understood I needed to take my children to see their Dad.  They hadn't seen him in eighteen months.  Their behaviors indicated to me that it was time that they went for a visit.

My plan seemed sound.  I spent the first day of my vacation updating Developmental Milestones folders for each child from my classroom.  I organized important forms and other paperwork that the staff would need in my absence.  I left all of my personal resources including books and activities so the infants could continue to enjoy them.   The following day I delivered the files to the school and left numbers where I could be reached.  The vacation pay I expected would be just enough to fund my return trip.  Everything seemed to be set for my road trip too. 

With a well packed car, directions, a map, and snacks, my three children and I set out on our adventure. We crossed five states and drove from Smyrna, Georgia to Colorado Springs, Colorado in two days.  (I have always love to travel.)  This time I did it with three children.  We had a blast!  The visit with their dad went well and I was sure I had done the right thing.  My first hint that all was not well  with my plan came when my bank account failed to show my vacation time had been paid.  Never assume people will do the right thing.  You'd think I would learn after all this time.  Yet I continue to trust, believe, and see the good in people.  Sometimes to my detriment .  This turned out to be one of those times.  Next Posting... Moving Forward - Part III        

PARTS I and II Now Available

Thursday, May 26, 2016

A.Adams Jones ~ The Main Reason I ended up back in Colorado Springs (Part I)

Update: May 26, 2016

In recognition of the author who inspired so many changes in my life three years's a re-post from 2013 PLUS links to this author's books and video synopsis.

Blind Innocence

I am once again in a situation where I need to be reminded of all the wonderful, unexpected moments that occur in my life.  These moments of inspiration allow me to grab a rope as I dangle from a precipice so I can pull myself up.  First a little back story:  Two months ago, I announced to my three children that we would go to the park.  It was a Saturday.  My plan was to take them to the playground so they could burn off some excess energy .  My five-year-old, Sebastien, excitedly told me, "Mommy, let's go to that big park by Walmart."  I hadn't thought about going to Tremore Park, but something told me that we should go there. 

I had originally thought we could go to Rhyne Park, closer to home near their school.  It was not meant to happen.  So even as storm clouds threatened to release their burden upon us, I ushered my three pumpkin-headed monkeys (a term of endearment I coined just for them) into our mini-van and proceeded toward our destination.   Minutes later, we pulled into a parking space and I released my little wild ones onto an unsuspecting playground.  Several other parents had the same idea.  We all hoped the rain would wait while the children unleashed their pent up energies. 

As I watched my "free-range" kinder dash from climbing walls to swings to monkey bars, I noticed that the nearby covered picnic pavilion was buzzing with activity.  It looked like a family had reserved the space for a celebration - a birthday perhaps.  Several adults made a path from their cars to the pavilion with large, covered aluminum pans filled with food.  A grill was started and soon the aroma of cooked burgers and hot dogs filled the air.  Someone decorated the pavilion with balloons and posters.   My stomach grumbled.

In my haste to get the children to the park, I had forgotten to eat.  I could handle that.  What I feared was that the heavenly scent of fresh-grilled meat would reach my always-ready-for-more-food children and the whining would ensue.  I held my breath and waited for the moment one of them would come to me and begin the litany of "Mommy I want a Happy Meal, I am hungry, I need something to eat, etc..."  Usually this was released in the style of a Gregorian Chant - only more annoying and much less relaxing.  Anyone who is on a tight budget can attest to the fact that there is nothing happy about a "Happy Meal."  It's way too expensive, not very nutritious, and the toys are usually a starting point for terrific arguments.

Turns out I didn't have to wait very long before one of the kids asked when we could get something to eat.  The drizzle of rain and the requests were simultaneous.  I decided that we'd wait a few minutes since my children wouldn't melt or waste away anytime soon.  During my wait, a young man from the picnic pavilion walked over to me and handed me a post card style invitation.  That buzz of activity wasn't a birthday party.  It was a Book Signing for New Author and Publisher A. Adams Jones for her book "Blind Innocence."  The gentleman invited me and others on the playground to attend the book signing and enjoy free food.  Wow.  I had a choice to make.  Should I go ahead and  meet the author?

I had no money with me that day.  We were between paydays and I needed to take the kids home to cook dinner.  The rain was beginning to come down with more intensity.  I waited to see if anyone else would go first.  But nobody stepped forward.  I am not the most outgoing individual, but I do have three very entertaining and confident children who often "force" me out of my comfort zone to do the unthinkable.  And there was that opportunity to feed them right there.  I took a leap of faith and walked over to the author and introduced myself and my three children.  I learned that her book was based on a true story and I found myself drawn to her kind spirit as we spoke.

A.Adams Jones took time to talk to me and to my children as a videographer documented this stop in her book signing tour.  For some reason, it touched my heart and gave me hope that I too could write about my experiences in a way that might encourage people and help them through rough times in their lives.  She was encouraging and even gave me a signed copy of her book with an offer to call her if I ever needed to talk or pray.  I was especially grateful for the book since I had no funds with me at the time.  My children were so comfortable around everyone that they ended up making friends, eating well, and having another great family moment to add to their history.

That day was significant in many ways.  It jump started my interest in writing about my own trials as I struggle to raise my little family, forgive past transgressions, and move forward spiritually, emotionally, and in my career choices.  I never could have foreseen how that day would impact future decisions. My "inspirations" ultimately caused me to lose my job and end up stranded in another state with my three children.  Yet I am convinced there was a purpose behind the events on that day.  Next posting...Consequences and Resolutions.  You don't want to miss this one!

PARTS I and II Now Available

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

The Reluctant Catholic ~ Here's One Reason Why

The following article was found on my Face Book feed today.  Nothing like ticking off a tired mom of three after a LONG weekend of a second floor apartment.  That's a lot of physical and emotional work.  So here goes.... 
Catholic Study Fellowship
Thank you Holy Father for your wisdom.

Pope Francis has joined the American College of Pediatricians in denouncing the transgender ideology of fluid sexual identity among children.
Check out at least one article from each site and you can determine on your own if anecdotal references v. research based information is the best method to transmit accurate information.  Best case scenario:  A combination of these modalities is important when encouraging readers to make informed decisions.

Here are a few of the "responses" following this post: (Names edited out for confidentiality.)
 K: None of us are thrilled with the body we are given. May be too tall, or too short, have bad vision or bad hearing, too dark or too pale. It really doesn't matter. We all have what God wanted us to have. So deal with it.

J: What's next? I love to swim, I love to dive, I identify with dolphins? I want to be called Flipper?

C: Funny, there was a South Park where a character had plastic surgery to look like a dolphin.

My Comments as Mary Varville-Rodriguez:
Sad that so many are misinformed regarding the social/emotional/physiological issues surrounding this topic. There are neurological factors involved that are being ignored. Until the church recognizes the medical/biological/neurological reasons for the "LGBTQ" community, there will continue to be a divide and the Catholic Church will continue to struggle with embracing individuals into our church community who might be able to share the meaning of the Pope's "Year of Mercy". 

I grew up Catholic, went to Catholic School, attended Mass every Sunday and Holy Days, and believed that people are made in the image and likeness of God. Do we really think Jesus would condemn those who do not fall into the "traditional" biological bodies we know? I am a heterosexual woman with three children, and I protect them with my entire being. If any of them came to me and expressed concern about their sexual identity, I would do everything possible to help them understand what was happening including medically related baseline testing (blood work to identify hormone levels, neuropsychological testing etc...) and seeking the advice of a therapist specially trained to address this issue.

I would not make decisions based upon generalized assumptions such as the ones depicted in the article by "Catholic Study Fellowship".  How about an article that encourages us to become aware of resources and become the best possible advocates for our children?  THAT is a concept we can embrace as a community as we provide strategies, resources, and insights that might be helpful.

Those who have no training in this topic or refuse to acknowledge how this situation might occur are not acting in a "Christ-like" manner. I want to share my Catholic faith with my children, but I will not condone this type of judgment and dismissal of children who identify as "trans". How would you feel if someone said, "Get over your.......(fill in the illness, worries, concerns, problem of the day)"? If the comments on this feed are representative of the Catholic faith, then we have a long way to go in achieving the type of loving, accepting, and embracing community that the Pope has asked of us for this, the "Year of Mercy". I will be re-posting this article with my comments at (Reflections Beneath the Poetz Tree~Parenting Observations, Insights, and Inspirations)

Personal concerns regarding this article and the tone in which it was presented:
First:  This is supposed to be a "Catholic Study Fellowship" site. Second:  Is this really the purpose of a study group? To belittle, incorrectly inform, and marginalize individuals who are already dealing with a challenge that many people can not (or refuse) to understand? Third:  Where is the research that goes along with this topic?  Not the first time I have posted my concerns regarding the lack of understanding for medically related topics. Fourth: Once again, "Catholic Study Fellowship" has failed to provide appropriate resources, educated recommendations, and realistic plans for what a parent can do when there is a concern, question, or need for advice.   

So, here are a few resources that I researched out of at least 100 sites that I found on line.  Please feel free to add your ideas, insights, personal stories, and inspirations.  If you are a medical professional who is aware of current research in this area, I am interested in acknowledging this on my site and will gladly post what is available.

Challenge to Catholic Study Fellowship Site:  The next time you quote Pope Francis or quote any Catholic Doctrine on this matter, please include resources. To leave people hanging with guilt and shame is...ahem...not very Catholic at all. 

Resources Available to Parents with Concerns 

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  1. Jan 21, 2014 · Catholic dad: My son "confronted his demons...he realized after a short time on campus that he was gay...he didn't know how he could fix it and he ...
  2. Jan 21, 2014 · Catholic parents of LGBTQ children discuss their journeys in discovering, accepting and affirming their child's sexual orientation and how their faith ... 

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    Those were the days of “tears and fears,” says Mary Ellen Lopata, co-founder of the support group Fortunate Families. “Now parents are reacting with fire and ire. Things have changed dramatically. The church has lost so much in not welcoming our gay and lesbian children. They have left the church in droves because they are not welcomed. They can stay if they’re silent, suppressing a big part of who they are. Now the church is starting to lose their parents as well.” - See more at:
    Those were the days of “tears and fears,” says Mary Ellen Lopata, co-founder of the support group Fortunate Families. “Now parents are reacting with fire and ire. Things have changed dramatically. The church has lost so much in not welcoming our gay and lesbian children. They have left the church in droves because they are not welcomed. They can stay if they’re silent, suppressing a big part of who they are. Now the church is starting to lose their parents as well.” - See more at:
    "We are Catholic parents of LGBT sons and daughters sharing with others on the same journey our message of hope and unconditional love for our families and fostering respect, friendship and justice for our children."

    Linda and Rob Robertson point out a quote on the headstone of the grave of their son, Ryan, in Issaquah, Wash. The couple, evangelical Christians, brought their son to "reparative therapy" when he came out to them as gay. His sexual orientation didn't change, and he became addicted to drugs and eventually died of an overdose. The Robertsons are now dedicated to helping other evangelical parents accept their gay children.

    "Linda and Rob Robertson point out a quote on the headstone of the grave of their son, Ryan, in Issaquah, Wash. The couple, evangelical Christians, brought their son to "reparative therapy" when he came out to them as gay. His sexual orientation didn't change, and he became addicted to drugs and eventually died of an overdose. The Robertsons are now dedicated to helping other evangelical parents accept their gay children."
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     KidsHealth: Celebrating 20 Years
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