Faith Journey, Medical, Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome

New Beginnings: The End of One Chapter, the Start of Another

stay inspired. never stop creating. (5)

New beginnings.


They carry a quiet kind of hope—soft, steady, and full of promise. Today is the last day of June, and with it comes a shift. This is the final post I will write about our journey with Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome (OMS). It’s not the end of the story, but it is the closing of a long and winding chapter—one that has shaped us in more ways than I can count.

Eight years ago, our lives were forever changed when my son was diagnosed with OMS. Everything I thought I knew about parenting, about faith, about strength—was redefined in those early days of chaos and uncertainty. We were thrown into a world of specialists, treatments, therapies, and questions with no easy answers. But through it all, one thing remained constant: God’s faithfulness.

There were moments I didn’t think I could keep going. Moments of fear so deep, it took my breath away. But my son—my precious warrior—kept fighting. And because he never gave up, neither did I.

Today, he is alive. That alone is a miracle and testimony to God’s mercy and power. He still has struggles, and we don’t know what his future holds. But we rest in this truth:

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a future and a hope.”
—Jeremiah 29:11

We cling to that promise. God has a plan for my son—a plan far greater than anything we could imagine. And so we move forward with hope.

I pray that as you’ve read these posts, you’ve learned something new—not just about OMS, but about compassion. If you ever see a parent struggling with a child’s behavior, please pause before judging. You never know the battles being fought behind tired eyes and brave smiles. Offer grace. Show kindness. Pray for them.

I also pray you’ve seen my heart through this journey. God’s goodness broke and rebuilt my heart. A heart that never stopped hoping—even when the world said there was none.

“Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for He who promised is faithful.”
—Hebrews 10:23

My son is more than a diagnosis. He is a living, breathing miracle. A warrior. And one day, I believe his test will become a powerful TESTimony—pointing others straight to Jesus.

This is not the end. It’s just the beginning of something new. A new chapter filled with purpose, promise, and hope.

To God be the glory. Always.

💛 If you’re navigating life’s hard places and need a safe space to heal, grow, or just breathe—Circle of Hope Counseling Services is here for you.

We offer trauma-informed, faith-filled therapy for individuals, couples, and families.

📞 Reach out today to schedule your first session (KY residents only) or learn more: Circle of Hope Counseling Services.

You don’t have to walk this journey alone. Hope starts here.

Related Posts

New Mercies Every Morning

Faith Journey, Medical, Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome

With Every Joy, In Every Hope

With Every Joy, In Every Hope

This journey with OMS has brought me to my knees more times than I can count. It has stretched me, refined me, broken me open—and built something stronger in its place. However, With Every Joy, In Every Hope there is Jesus.

There have been days filled with fear. With doubt. With exhaustion that sank into my bones.
But there have also been days of joy.
Joy that surprised me. Joy that snuck in quietly and wrapped itself around the hardest moments.

And that’s what I’ve learned: joy and hope can live alongside pain.
They’re not emotions reserved for the easy days.
They are gifts from God, woven right into the messy middle of the story.

With every joy—in every smile, every step forward, every laugh that returned after weeks of silence—I saw God’s fingerprints.
With every hope—in every prayer whispered through tears, in every night I chose to believe again—I saw God’s faithfulness.

This journey hasn’t been linear. Healing rarely is.
There were setbacks, victories, and there were days I felt like giving up.
And then there were days when I couldn’t help but praise—because of the progress, because of the peace, because God had carried us one more step forward.

With every joy, in every hope, God was there.
Not one moment missed, not one tear wasted, and Not one prayer unheard.

And maybe you’re in a hard season of your own—maybe your story doesn’t look like mine, but your heart still needs to know:
Joy is still possible. Hope is still alive.
Not because of the outcome, but because of Who walks with you.

💛 If you’re navigating life’s hard places and need a safe space to heal, grow, or just breathe—Circle of Hope Counseling Services is here for you.

We offer trauma-informed, faith-filled therapy for individuals, couples, and families.

📞 Reach out today to schedule your first session (KY residents only) or learn more: Circle of Hope Counseling Services.

You don’t have to walk this journey alone. Hope starts here.

Related Posts

Everything is Gonna be Okay

Faith Journey, Medical, Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome

Make A Wish and Give Kids The World

Make A Wish and Give Kids The World

For children and adults navigating life-altering medical conditions, the days can feel long, uncertain, and heavy. Between appointments, therapies, and the emotional toll of managing a chronic or critical diagnosis, joy can feel like a distant memory. That’s where the Make-A-Wish Foundation steps in—not just to fulfill a dream, but to restore hope. When we went to Disney, Make A Wish and Give Kids The World were two places that gave a bit of joy to the unimaginable.

A wish granted is far more than a moment of happiness. It becomes a turning point—a reminder that even in the hardest seasons, something beautiful can still bloom. Whether it’s a trip, a chance to meet a hero, or the fulfillment of a lifelong dream, these experiences offer a sense of normalcy and celebration that families often miss in the chaos of illness.

For many wish recipients visiting Disney, the Give Kids The World Village in Central Florida becomes their home away from home. This whimsical, storybook resort partners with organizations like Make-A-Wish to give families a place of rest, joy, and magic. Every detail is designed with love—from ice cream for breakfast to nightly parties and endless smiles. It’s a space where families can simply be together, free from the burdens of medical schedules and daily worries.

What makes both Make-A-Wish and Give Kids The World so special is their understanding that emotional healing matters, too. A wish doesn’t erase the diagnosis, but it can renew strength, rebuild courage, and give individuals something to look forward to when everything else feels uncertain.

If you’ve never supported these organizations, consider doing so. Your gift, time, or advocacy could help write a chapter of joy in someone’s hard journey.

And always—choose grace. Smile. Show compassion. You never know the impact one act of kindness can make.

💛 If you’re navigating life’s hard places and need a safe space to heal, grow, or just breathe—Circle of Hope Counseling Services is here for you.

We offer trauma-informed, faith-filled therapy for individuals, couples, and families.

📞 Reach out today to schedule your first session (KY residents only) or learn more: Circle of Hope Counseling Services.

You don’t have to walk this journey alone. Hope starts here.

Related Posts

Let’s Learn About Psychogenic Itching

Faith Journey, Medical, Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome

Did You Even Know You Were Looking at a Miracle?

Did You Even Know You Were Looking at a Miracle?

“Did you even know that you were looking at a miracle?”

That question caught me completely off guard. It came from a gentleman sitting nearby in the waiting room of our chiropractor’s office, and it landed in my ears like a divine interruption. Amid my self-imposed chaos, his words cut straight to my heart.

I sat there stunned, mouth slightly open, tears streaming down my cheeks.

Not exactly how I had planned my Tuesday morning chiropractic visit.

But God.

Earlier that morning, I was knee-deep in what I call C.H.A.O.S.—Can’t Have Anyone Over Syndrome. I couldn’t even remember who was supposed to go to the chiropractor, so I just loaded up the whole crew. Some days are just like that. And Tuesday was definitely one of those days.

As we filtered into the office, we were immediately recognized. No introductions needed. H knows the ropes and has all the staff wrapped around his little finger. He did his usual “hello? excuse me? lady?” routine, and Whitney—who adores him—popped around the corner and scooped him up with a big smile.

Before taking him back for his “office work,” she asked if she could introduce him to the woman behind me—her mom. As always, H was syrupy sweet, charming her with his innocence and bright spirit.

Then came the man.

The office is small and shared with another doctor. Since my kids had already claimed one corner, I sat on the opposite side, next to an older couple—probably in their late 60s or early 70s. The man leaned around his wife, looked directly at me, and smiled. His eyes were kind, deep, and piercing.

He said, “Did you know that boy of yours is a walking miracle?”

I choked back tears and managed to whisper, “As a matter of fact, I do.”

He asked H’s name, and when I told him, he promised to begin praying for him right then and there.

What stunned me most was that he didn’t know a single thing about us—not H’s health, not our family story, nothing. He hadn’t even seen H walk. Whitney had carried him back before the man saw him do anything. I briefly shared a 30-second summary of H’s medical journey, and tears welled in the man’s eyes.

He looked at me and said, “Well, I thought he was a miracle before… now I know he is. God spoke to me about him. Did you know that God is still a miracle maker? He’s alive and well and surrounding us every day.”

“Yes,” I said, voice shaking, “I know that.”

And just like that, peace settled into the chaos. For a few minutes, we chatted. His words calmed the storm in my spirit. My soul exhaled.

As I stepped up to the front desk, H had spotted some food he couldn’t eat because of his gluten allergy. While I gently comforted him, I overheard the man talking to D. Without hesitation, he was sharing the Gospel. He asked D direct, honest questions about his faith, his walk with Jesus, and his relationship with God.

I didn’t interrupt. Honestly, I stood there, witnessing the Holy Spirit move through this complete stranger with power and gentleness.

I don’t know his name. I don’t know which doctor he came to see or where he’s from. But I know he was sent—for me, for us.

God knew I needed that moment to hush the noise of my worry. He knew my tired heart needed the reminder that H is a miracle. And He knew that someone would come to speak truth, light, and hope when I least expected it.

God is good. All the time. And all the time, God is good.

💛 If you’re navigating life’s hard places and need a safe space to heal, grow, or just breathe—Circle of Hope Counseling Services is here for you.

We offer trauma-informed, faith-filled therapy for individuals, couples, and families.

📞 Reach out today to schedule your first session (KY residents only) or learn more: Circle of Hope Counseling Services.

You don’t have to walk this journey alone. Hope starts here.

Related Posts

Let Them by Cassie Phillips

Faith Journey, Medical, Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome

Beads of Courage – A Story of Strength and Recognition

Beads of Courage – A Story of Strength and Recognition

Beads of Courage – A Story of Strength and Recognition. For two years, we’ve tried to access the Beads of Courage program—a powerful way to honor children facing life-altering health conditions. I first discovered this initiative through a fellow blogger whose child received these meaningful beads. The concept stayed with me.

At one point during a hospital stay at Norton Children’s, we inquired about participating. A Child Life worker explained the eligibility requirements, which include:

  • Cancer and blood disorders

  • Cardiac conditions

  • Burn injuries

  • Neonatal ICU families

  • Chronic illnesses

Believing we qualified under chronic illness, we completed a detailed form documenting medical procedures, treatments, and milestones. It was a humbling and emotional process to recall every difficult step. Despite submitting the paperwork, we never heard back. The reason? Our child didn’t have cancer, and thus wasn’t eligible at that facility.

We didn’t inquire again at other hospitals, assuming the answer would be the same.

Until recently.

During a visit to Vanderbilt Children’s Hospital, we saw a boy proudly walking with his Beads of Courage necklace, and that spark reignited. When we mentioned it to our Child Life specialist, Katie, she lit up. “He qualifies,” she said without hesitation.

The program had expanded over time, and our child was now eligible. Katie walked us through the process and gave us a form to fill out—documenting brave moments, medical milestones, and the number of days he’d been ill. Each bead represents a piece of his story, and he got to handpick every one.

Hospitals may be unpredictable. Nurses, routines, and outcomes change. But the Beads of Courage offer something constant and bright in a child’s journey. Each bead is a tangible reminder of strength, bravery, and resilience.

You can help make this joy possible for other kids by supporting the Beads of Courage program. Donations—whether beads or financial—can be made through their official website. Organizations like the Nashville Predators also help fund the program at Vanderbilt, spreading hope one bead at a time.

Reach Out

💛 If you’re navigating life’s hard places and need a safe space to heal, grow, or just breathe—Circle of Hope Counseling Services is here for you.

We offer trauma-informed, faith-filled therapy for individuals, couples, and families.

📞 Reach out today to schedule your first session (KY residents only) or learn more: Circle of Hope Counseling Services.

You don’t have to walk this journey alone. Hope starts here.

Related Posts

What Does Impossible Really Mean

Faith Journey, Medical, Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome

Dear Special Needs Mama

Dear Special Needs Mama

Dear Special Needs Mama – A Letter from the Fire

Dear Special Needs Mama,

I don’t know your name, but I know your heart.
When I look at you, I see the bags under your eyes and the fear behind your smile.
I hear the weight in your silence when someone asks, “How are you?”

I’ve been there.

Maybe you’re still in the ER. Still waiting for someone to say something—anything—that makes sense.
Honestly, maybe you’re deep into the battle and just need someone to tell you you’re not crazy.
Maybe you’re watching your child suffer and wondering if you have what it takes to keep going.

You do.


You’re Not Failing

Remember, you’re navigating a world most people can’t even imagine.
You’re balancing meds, therapy, paperwork, appointments, insurance, and everyone else’s expectations.

You’re not weak.
My friend, you’re a warrior.


It’s Okay to Cry

You don’t have to hold it together all the time.
And you don’t have to explain everything to everyone.
You’re allowed to feel overwhelmed.

But don’t forget—you’re also allowed to feel joy.
Even here. Even now.


“God is within her, she will not fall; God will help her at break of day.”
— Psalm 46:5


From Me to You

If no one has told you lately:

I’m proud of you.
You are not invisible.
And you are not alone.

You are doing holy work.
And even on the days that break you…
You are still enough.

With love,
A mama in the trenches
Who believes in miracles
And still cries in her car while drinking coke lots sometimes

Related Posts

Facing Fear God is Bigger

Faith Journey, Medical, Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome

The Day He Ran – Our Beach Miracle

The Day He Ran – Our Beach Miracle

I can still feel the sand under my feet and I can still remember The Day He Ran – Our Beach Miracle.

The sun was setting, the breeze was just right, and we were finally on a family vacation, sort of, after what felt like a lifetime in hospitals.

H sat on a blanket, watching the waves, surrounded by siblings and snacks.

He hadn’t walked unassisted in almost a year.

We brought his wagon to the beach to help transport him around. We expected him to stay seated.

But then…


He Stood

After much sitting and playtime in the sand and the water. I quickly carried him up the beach, at dusk, and sat him on a beach towel. He was all snuggled up as the sun was setting and I was getting a few quick videos and pictures.

Then.

He stood.

And not just stood.

He ran.

Across the sand, toward the ocean—his body moving like it remembered how, even though it shouldn’t have. I stood in holy awe as my child, who had to relearn everything, ran straight into the water like he’d never been sick.

It wasn’t just steps. It was a miracle.


“Against all hope, Abraham in hope believed…”
— Romans 4:18


No One Can Tell Me Otherwise

Doctors can say what they want.
Science can shrug.
But I know what I saw.

I saw God.

That day, I saw healing in motion.

I saw the fire in his eyes, the joy in his shout, the water splash around his feet.

In that moment, I saw the moment heaven touched earth for my son.


💛 Heartbeat Moment

We still face hard days. Flare-ups. Setbacks. Fears.

But that moment reminds me what’s possible.
God doesn’t always heal the way we ask—but sometimes?
Sometimes He does.

And I’ll never stop praising Him for the day my boy ran into the ocean.

Related Posts

You are Enough

Circle of Hope Counseling Services, End the Stigma, Faith Journey

The Crimson Thread in Your Tapestry

The Crimson Thread in Your Tapestry

The Crimson Thread in Your Tapestry

The Crimson Thread in Your Tapestry

Over the course of life, there are moments when a crimson thread weaves itself into the beautiful tapestry that is being created. This thread represents the trials and struggles that seek to disrupt joy and peace. 1 Peter 5:8 reminds us to stay alert because challenges come in many forms, often attempting to shake faith and hope.

A wise person once shared that happiness is based on circumstances, but true joy comes from the Lord. As Psalm 30:5b states, “Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.” This perspective can transform how struggles are viewed—not as insurmountable obstacles, but as opportunities to lean into faith and trust.

The Battle Between Happiness and Joy

Understanding the difference between happiness and joy can bring clarity to difficult seasons. Happiness is fleeting and tied to external circumstances, while joy is rooted in the unchanging nature of God’s promises. Even in the darkest moments, joy remains available through faith, serving as an anchor in turbulent times.

Psalm 121:7-8 reassures, “The Lord keeps you from all harm and watches over your life. The Lord keeps watch over you as you come and go both now and forever.” Even when circumstances seem overwhelming, He is present, protecting and guiding through the storm.

Holding On to Hope

Life brings unexpected challenges, and sometimes it feels as though the crimson thread is overpowering the tapestry. Yet, even in uncertainty, God is always working. The call to “hold on” is not just a suggestion but a lifeline. Romans 4:18-21 speaks of Abraham’s unwavering faith, reminding that hope is never in vain.

Encouragement often comes in unexpected ways—through Scripture, through others, or even through a simple yet profound message: “Hold on.” This message may be a direct reminder that faith and perseverance will lead to restoration and renewal.

The Unseen Hand at Work

Looking back on difficult seasons, it becomes evident that God was always present, weaving together a masterpiece from what once seemed broken. Job 38:11 states, “I said, ‘This far and no farther will you come. Here your proud waves must stop!’” There is comfort in knowing that no trial is beyond God’s control.

Though storms may rage and uncertainty may loom, the promise remains: “He will be very gracious to you at the sound of your cry; when He hears it, He will answer you” (Isaiah 30:19b). Ecclesiastes 3:11 reminds that “He has made everything beautiful in its time.” Trusting in His perfect timing brings peace, even when the full picture is not yet visible.

A Tapestry of Faith

Every struggle, every victory, every moment of doubt, and every renewal of faith contributes to the intricate design of life’s tapestry. No matter how overwhelming the crimson thread may seem, it is but one part of a much larger picture—one that God is crafting with love, purpose, and grace.

Faith reassures that even when the path is unclear, the One who holds the threads sees the masterpiece in its entirety. Trust in Him, hold on to hope, and find joy in the journey, knowing that He is always present, always faithful, and always good.

 

The Crimson Thread in Your Tapestry

💛 If you’re navigating life’s hard places and need a safe space to heal, grow, or just breathe—Circle of Hope Counseling Services is here for you.

We offer trauma-informed, faith-filled therapy for individuals, couples, and families.

📞 Reach out today to schedule your first session (KY residents only) or learn more: Circle of Hope Counseling Services.

You don’t have to walk this journey alone. Hope starts here.

Related Posts

Not All Scars Can Be Seen