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Looking back, I chose the perfect name for my late daughter

Austen, my 9-year-old who passed away from Dravet syndrome last summer, was the only one of my children I named. Addisen, her 17-year-old sister, and Atlas, her 11-year-old brother, were named by their grandmother and father, respectively. So when I unexpectedly found myself pregnant with our third child, one…

The emotional return of a beloved dress

None of my children are exactly alike, and I like it that way. Each has an individual, vibrant personality; while one might like theater, another favors video games. Siblings, whether they share the same DNA or not, are not carbon copies of one another. So even though I enjoyed…

Learning anew to find joy in the midst of sorrow

Losing my daughter Austen, who had Dravet syndrome, was the hardest thing I’ve ever gone through in my life. There’s no way around that. It doesn’t matter if you know your child is sick, if you know there’s a chance that they’ll die, or if you’ve experienced death on…

I never imagined our Dravet journey would end like this

In February 2016, I learned about Dravet syndrome from a Google search. My youngest daughter, Austen, then only 8 months old, had been having seizures for the past three months and we couldn’t figure out why. We’d been informed that two-thirds of people with epilepsy never know what caused…