A little about Nanc
My memoir takes the reader through a lifetime of memories and emotions. When I started to relate some of the more laughable and/or unbelievable stories to friends and family, they seemed to enjoy them. My sister always told me to "write this stuff down." After I lost Lynn, I started to do just that, write. And surprisingly, the memories became clear as I wrote them down. I describe the conflicts I had with my mother, the realization about being adopted and what that might mean to my children. And the journey of learning how to raise a son with Angelman Syndrome in a world that didn’t understand.
My Mission
I was asked several times during the publishing process
of this book what my mission was
and I didn't have an answer.
I have been able to tackle problems or an obsticle
with stubborn focus.
The mission for me keeps changing with the years,
but I will always try to insure that
the special~needs community
will be included, accepted and loved
for the outstanding people that they are.
Growing up in the Pacific Northwest, Nanc never exactly thought of herself as the lucky type,
but her childhood was engulfed with angst, unhappiness, friendship, laughter and
healthy sprinkle of love. Married in the mid-seventies to her high school sweetheart, the couple
were blessed with two sons – one of the boys born with a rare neurodevelopmental
condition called Angelman Syndrome. In the early 1990s, guidance and resources for raising
a child with special needs was scarce – there was no Google!
Over the years, Nanc subsisted like a small raft in a very confusing ocean, but her journey was
submerged with gratitude, humility, humor and appreciation for the
turbulence in one’s life. When a stranger recently asked her how she would describe her life at
her age, she was quiet for several minutes and replied, “I’m damn lucky!”
Our family after the boys ran through Spokane carrying the
Olympic Torch
Corey swimming with
Fonzie
