Faith Journey, Medical, Opsoclonus Myoclonus Syndrome

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

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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.

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A Father’s Faith

A Father’s Faith

A Father’s Faith: Holding the Fort While My Son Fought to Walk Again

In A Father’s Faith, this is something my husband has written documenting those early days of H’s illness.

We struggled for many weeks after H got sick. Between hospital stays, doctor visits, and treatments, we didn’t know if we were coming or going. At home, we had six other kids, so my wife bore the brunt of the medical responsibilities. She was virtually alone with Hunter in the hospital for many weeks. I had to stay home with the other six and hold down the fort.

It was a heavy burden for my wife, but we did what we had to do to provide the best care for H.

When he was home, he couldn’t dress himself, feed himself, and eventually, he couldn’t walk at all. He was in a wheelchair for several months. H had to endure all kinds of medications, hospital stays, and treatments. Our family struggled for a very long time after he got sick.

Eventually, we took him to a place in St. Augustine, FL—and a miracle happened. Doctors administered an intensive three-day therapy, and shortly afterward, he walked for the first time in several months. We rejoiced at the miracle God performed!

He gradually began walking again and regained his speech. However, he still had tremors in his arms and hands, but he was 1000% better than before. He still experiences those tremors and struggles with fine motor skills, but he has learned to adapt.

Today, H lives a fairly normal life. That doesn’t mean he has fully healed or stopped struggling. But all in all, I don’t think we would change a thing. Sure, our family dynamic changed dramatically when he got sick.

But the way I see it, if H hadn’t come to live with us, I’m not sure where he’d be today. So I believe everything happened exactly as it was supposed to. We thank God that He has healed H to the state of health he’s in now. H is truly a walking miracle of God.

Even though things have turned out mostly positive, the journey has been rough.

In the beginning, I felt helpless. Helpless that I couldn’t fix what was wrong. When H was in the hospital and my wife was alone with him, I knew I should have been there too—but I couldn’t be, because we had six other children to take care of. I felt like I had abandoned them, even though I didn’t really have a choice. Realistically, it was what had to happen—but that didn’t change the feelings or the emotions.

I felt like I wasn’t holding up my end of the parenting and decision-making with H, because I couldn’t be there. And then I started to question my faith.

Why was this happening and why us?
Honestly, why were we being separated like this?
And why was this happening to an innocent little boy?

I had to dig deep and remind myself that all things work together for good and for the glory of God. But the feelings of inadequacy were still there.

So I went to the hospital when I could. I took H to some of his treatments after he was released from the hospital. I went to as many doctor appointments as I could.

Today, his condition has stabilized, and we spend far less time in hospitals or with doctors. But we always remember when we were separated—and how it made us feel.

God saw us through the bad so we could come out on the other side and see His glory.

💛 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.

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“Being Brave” — H’s Story in His Own Words

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Some stories are best told in the words of the one who lived them. Here is “Being Brave” — H’s Story in His Own Words.

It’s been almost eight years since the day H’s world changed—and ours along with it. So much of that journey has been shared through my perspective as his mom, advocate, and witness to both pain and miracles. But today, H is ready to share a little piece of his own story. In his words. As he remembers it.

He’s still just a kid. He’s still healing. But he’s brave enough to look back—and kind enough to want others to understand.

So, with his permission, here is H’s story… told from his own heart.


Q: What’s your very first memory of when your body felt different or something felt “off”?

H: I woke up from my nap and when I did, I was shaking and I couldn’t walk.


Q: Do you remember how you felt when you couldn’t walk or when your legs were shaking?

H: I don’t remember. Now, I feel sad when my legs are shaking and my hands are shaking. I am sad because everyone at school asks me why I am shaking.


Q: What do you remember about being in the hospital? Was there a moment that scared you? One that made you feel brave?

H: I remember that it was a big room and there were doctors in there and I was in a bed. The moment that scared me was when I got the tube in my neck. That scared me because, at the end, when they took it out, I puked everywhere. Then I was crying. I remember being in the air watching me and mom, I was laying in mom’s arms and she was telling me to wake up. I felt brave when I came back to my mom that day. I was also brave in all of my appointments.

“Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.”
— Joshua 1:9


Q: What was the hardest part of being sick?

H: The hardest part was when I was shaking a lot, I couldn’t even feed myself and I had to be in a wheelchair and I did not like it because I could not walk.


Q: Can you think of someone who helped you feel safe back then? What did they do or say?

H: Mom made me feel safe. She said that she would stay by my side.


Q: What was your favorite thing someone brought you or did for you when you were hurting?

H: My favorite thing that people brought me were toys and people just being nice to me.


Q: How did it feel to not be able to walk when you wanted to?

H: It felt really mad because I just wanted to walk anywhere and I didn’t have the power to do that anymore because my legs didn’t work.


Q: Were you ever mad or confused? What do you wish people had understood about how you felt?

H: Yes, because I didn’t know why I was shaking and I was mad because I couldn’t walk. I wish people understood what it was like being in the doctors all the time and the feeling of not being able to walk.


Q: What does the word “healing” mean to you?

H: It means that Jesus gave me the strength to walk again.

“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.”
— Psalm 147:3


Q: If your body could talk back then, what would it have said?

H: It would have said, “I don’t feel good.”


Q: Do you think people understand how hard it was—or do they forget?

H: I think people have forgotten how bad I felt. When some people go through a lot of things, sometimes they don’t remember.


Q: If someone else was going through something hard like you did, what would you want to tell them?

H: I would tell them to be brave because one day, it will all be over.


Q: If your story were in a book, what would the title be?

H: “Being Brave”


Q: What’s one thing about your journey you want to never forget?

H: One thing I don’t ever want to forget is how you stuck by me the entire time.


“Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me…”
— Psalm 23:4


Q: When you think about your future, what makes you excited?

H: It makes me excited that I don’t have to go through any of this anymore. It is all over and I don’t have to do it anymore.


Q: What are some things you can do now that make you proud?

H: I can walk, talk, and feed myself.


Q: Do you think your story could help someone else someday?

H: Yes because if they were going through hard and difficult things, I can help them understand because I went through the same thing.


Q: What kind of person do you want to grow up to be?

H: I want to be a helper.


Q: How do you think God helped you through the hardest parts?

H: He helped me, just like you, He was there the whole entire time. I also learned that God always stays in the same spot, He never moves.

“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.”
— Hebrews 13:8


Q: If your story were a superhero movie, what would your superpower be?

H: It would be helping.


Q: Can you describe what your legs used to feel like—and then what they feel like now?

H: They used to feel terrible and they hurt a lot. Now, they are much better but they still hurt a little when I stay on them for a long time. I have learned to not stay on them for long.


Q: What color would you give your feelings back then? What about now?

H: Back then, they would be pink (loved) because you were by my side and black (angry) because I hurt all the time and I shook. Now, they are yellow (happy) and pink (loved).


Q: What do you think helped you the most when you were hurting or scared?

H: You being by my side.


Extras from H

  • Favorite songs from that time:Sit at Your Feet” **This is what he said, the name of the song is
    The More I Seek You** and “Shackles

  • Favorite food during recovery: Caesar salad

  • What he wants people to know: “I want people to know what I’ve been through so they will understand why my hands shake and my legs hurt.”

  • Final thought: “I’m glad that He was always there for me… and so were you.”


💛 The Heartbeat Moment

This is H’s story. His truth. His hope. And his faith in a God who never moved.

He may still have shaking hands and aching legs… but he also has a voice, a testimony, and a calling to help others through their hard things, because he’s lived through his own.

“Let the redeemed of the Lord tell their story…”
— Psalm 107:2a

Thank you for listening to him. For seeing him. For remembering with us.

Because being brave doesn’t mean not being scared—it means standing tall even when your legs don’t work.
And H? He’s been brave since the beginning.

💛 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.

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