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Walking Through Grief

By Brigitte Shipman | Feb 19, 2020

It felt like a death for me. The son I gave birth to three years earlier had a completely different future than the son I was holding after our diagnosis. He was the same light that filled my heart, but now his future seemed daunting. I had no idea what to do or what our lives would look like moving forward. My grief was huge, messy, and painful...

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Choosing the Sunny Side of the Street

By Brigitte Shipman | Feb 13, 2020

We have all experienced the moment when we hear that our children have been diagnosed with a life long disability. We all grieve our hopes and dreams that once were of our beautiful child...


Fly, Joseph, Fly

By Brigitte Shipman | Feb 5, 2020

As I am writing this week's blog, I am watching my son Joseph prepare for a brand new beginning. He is leaving the nest to begin his independent life away from home...


I Don't Have Time for "Me"

By Brigitte Shipman | Jan 29, 2020

Being a mother is an honor. I love the idea that my children picked me to be their mother. They decided that I would be the one that they would call “mom” during their stay on earth. I believe that my children have been my best teachers in my life. Both have taught me how to be grateful for what is, listen rather than speak, and to love unconditionally.


Living With Intentions

By Brigitte Shipman | Jan 29, 2020

As I begin each new year I take some time for myself to create an intentional word to live by for the year. I have done this for the past 5 years and I have noticed that it helps me stay focused on living my life with meaning.


My One Way Ticket to the Autism Journey Train

By Brigitte Shipman | Jan 7, 2020

I love this time of the year because it offers us hope and possibility to renew our lives. I have seen and read so much about the joy of seeing 2020 leave and welcoming 2021. We are hoping for a better year. We are leaving a year of uncertainty and entering a new year filled with possibility of hope rather than fear...


Autism Mom Guilt

By Brigitte Shipman | Jan 2, 2020

Guilt wears many hats when we experience this emotion. I personally have battled feeling guilty on most days...


Self-Care Is Not Selfish

By Brigitte Shipman | Dec 27, 2020

As I reflect on my journey as an autism mom I have a better understanding of what the lack of self-care has done to my mind, body, and spirit. When I first found out that my son was autistic, I lived in the space of grief, denial on and off, but mostly I lived in fight or flight...


Asking For Help Is A Prayer

By Brigitte Shipman | Dec 18, 2020

I have always been a person who likes to figure things out on my own. I would rather help others than ask others for help. I am not sure where I picked up the belief that asking for help shows weakness rather than strength, but this is what I believed well into my adult life...


How To Be Okay With Not Being Okay

By Brigitte Shipman | Dec 10, 2020

As I move through this journey of autism, the one discovery that has felt healing to me has been understanding that I am okay with not being okay with my son being autistic. What does that mean?


Pass the Mashed Potatoes

By Brigitte Shipman | Dec 4, 2020

I would say without a doubt I have always loved the holiday season. I can remember as a little girl going to church on Christmas Eve and then going home to open our presents. It was always so festive both at school and at home. My mother did such a great job of making each holiday special. I would get “over the moon” excited about Christmas. This is still my favorite holiday and I look forward to it each year...


Teachers Come In All Shapes And Sizes

By Brigitte Shipman | Nov 21, 2020

In my memoir Is It A God Thing I share the lessons that I have learned from my life tsunamis. I have learned that teachers come in all shapes and sizes. Perception is not always reality...


Pain Pushes

By Brigitte Shipman | Nov 11, 2020

The day I heard the words “We think your son is autistic” was the very first time in my life that I felt unbearable pain. It was all consuming and took over my mind, body, and spirit. My ears were ringing and then I left my body for the rest of the parent/teacher conference...