Continually Learning.

Nick, like the rest of us, learns best from watching others.  When all of our kids were little, we noticed that often as his younger siblings were growing up and working on a specific developmental skill, Nick would make great progress in that area.  Then that sibling would pass him up, and Nick would be on a plateau until the next child was at the level Nick was and he would gain skills again.

Fortunately, this pattern continued throughout the years that Rosie and Darren and their kids were living with us.  I really believe that having the younger children around helped make is possible for Nick to gain far more skills than the professionals originally anticipated.

His developmental progress slowed as he became an adult.

Then Arden and I received the great blessing of grandchildren and Nick was surrounded by little people again.  He has nieces and nephews that love him.

Nick has always loved airplanes and airports, which has been a wonderful thing.  However, he didn’t know how to play with toys.  That is to say, he didn’t know how to play with toys YET.

A couple of years ago, Rowan, Derek and Tashas’s son who was 2 1/2 years old at the time, noticed that Uncle Nick had lots of cool toys, including airplanes, in his bedroom.  They were on display.  No one played with them, until Rowan.

Over a couple of weeks time, we noticed that every time Rowan took one of the airplanes, Nick was complaining that he needed it back.  And when we made Rowan give it back to him, Nick would pretend to fly the plane up in the air, including making the jet noises.  He was modeling his playing after what he saw his nephew doing.  Nick had gained a new developmental skill.  I was so excited.  He now plays with his toys, especially the airplanes.

Ok he was 35 when he learned to do this.  But I never give up on the prospect of Nick growing and gaining skills.  I think that this is one of the reasons that I don’t give up on anyone growing and changing, including myself.

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Announcing that I have finished a book with the working title of “The Fairy Fort.” I am currently pitching it to publishers. Keep checking back to watch the progress of my newest novel.

Here is a quick glimpse of the story.

Sarah Doherty is an 18-year-old living in rural Ireland at the tail end of the Great War. Plagued by severe epilepsy, she is protected by her parents and lives a sheltered, secluded, lonely life. The Fae, local Irish fairies, interfere with her life. She falls forward a century in time through the local fairy fort of standing stones. She had a seizure in 1918 and woke up in 2020. The 21st century world includes life-saving prescriptions, physical comforts and the independence and freedom she seeks. The locals are welcoming and Andy Mclaughlin, a handsome young historian, is intriguing. She doesn’t want to return home.

Then a letter arrives from Boston divulging the story of Sarah and Andy’s lives that are deeply entwined in the previous century. They are not yet in love but as they seek to verify the letter through online resources, they feel a growing obligation to their unborn family and to each other. What would happen to their posterity living in Boston if they don’t return to 1918? Even if they do make it back, her parents can never know what happened to her or that would change everything.

This Young Adult time-travel romance explores the question: Do we have the freedom to make choices or is free will an elaborate illusion?

This is my third book. I love reading time travel romances. I am an advocate for epilepsy awareness because my 43-year-old son has intractable epilepsy. As a genealogist specializing in Irish research, I live part of the year in the village where the story is based. I wrote the book to help young adults understand that difficult situations can change your life. Sometimes miraculously.