*This post is not possible without the assistance of Justin Stanley and Stephen Jenkins.
The study of past events in American History have always intrigued me as it relates to genealogy of my Jenkins family. There is nothing more amazing and perhaps imaginative than pondering the Wild West or in this case the east coast in the 17th century of Virginia. I had the opportunity a month ago to be included in a research project by Real Estate Appraiser Justin Stanley of Hampton, VA. Justin contacted me via my Descendants page on Facebook inquiring about land formerly owned by Jenkins owners in VA.
I got a great treat today when I had some bird couples drop by. I wish you could have heard the arguments going on between the woodpecker couple and the Blue Jay couple. I was wonder why they were so mad at each other? But then again they could have just been flirting!!! It makes my heart sing to hear and see all the fuss going on in my yard!
My autistic son Luke was discharged recently after a month in a Washington State King County Evaluation and Treatment Center. My understanding is these treatment centers are partially funded by the State of Washington. They do short-stay commitments for clients who present with severe mental illness. Luke has now returned to voluntary placement, although with extreme changes that include living in a hotel!
I am so fortunate to live in a bird paradise. If you are patience, they will come. I have been waiting for this fella to be in just the right place for me to take his photo! Look at all them all ! He is adorable !
The irony of my title is fascinating on several levels. It reminds me perhaps most of having a sense of control. With a head’s up on a situation that needs a thoughtful answer, I can usually work on a responsible solution. When my autistic son Luke was hospitalized , I was out-of-state and felt out of control of the circumstances. Fortunately I do not have a learned helplessness mentality. My fighting spirit keeps me positive and the idea of developing a problem-solving strategy to deal with life’s difficulties is no stranger to me.
On 3/1/18, my autistic son Luke was placed in a group home. Luke is 25 years old and needed more support than his parents could sustain. I have shared past posts on my blog about Luke and his life. It is no small feat to navigate the Department of Social Services in matters of mental challenges and neurological disabilities.