Misunderstood
I am going to get really real with you. This school year was the hardest year academically for Jack. Yes, middle school is difficult for all kids. I understand that. But this is ab
Jack’s Gift to Me – A Dad’s Perspective
By Chris Carroll, Jack’s Dad When Jack was a baby, I often wondered what life would be like as he grew older. Would I be able to play catch with him in the backyard? Would I
People With Down Syndrome Are Listening
I have been trying to find the words to respond to the post made by YouTuber Jesse Ridgway. Not just as a mother of a child with Down syndrome, but as the founder of an organizatio
To the Moms Who Keep Showing Up…
Mother’s Day always gives me a moment to pause and reflect on the gift of being called Mom. I am a mom to three children, and each of them has stretched me, softened me, challeng
A Season to Say Yes
April in Minnesota always feels like a turning point. After a long winter, there’s something about the first signs of spring…longer days, melting snow, a little more light that
The Boy That Taught Us to Celebrate
Thirteen years ago tonight, Jack was born, and our world changed forever. I can still go back to that hospital room so clearly. The shock, the confusion, the fear. The uncertainty
World Down Syndrome Day: Why 3/21 Matters and How You Can Help Change the Narrative
Every year on March 21, our community celebrates World Down Syndrome Day, a date that holds special meaning because 3/21 represents the third copy of the 21st chromosome, which lea
More Than What You See
There are moments when the world talks about people like my son as if they are a statistic. As if they are conditions.As if they are burdens to be managed.As if their existence is
You’re Not Alone
There are some weeks that carry more weight than others.This one does, for many reasons. This week marks eight years since Jack’s Uncle Andrew died unexpectedly and tragically. W
Working for Worth
This year has been a refining one for me.Not marked by more accomplishments, but by more clarity. I’ve been paying attention to the quiet ways I’ve learned to measure my value