The Journey to the Truth – a Column by Meagan Cheney

When my marriage ended several years ago, I received advice that went something like this: “You will never find someone again as a single mom of three kids, especially when one of them has special needs.” At the time, I didn’t care if it were true or not. I…

A couple months ago, Austen, my 8-year-old with Dravet syndrome, participated in a series of practice tests to prepare for our state’s standardized testing. We recently got the results. I’d originally had a few concerns about Austen taking the tests. She’s reading, loves math, and is doing great…

When Austen, my 8-year-old with Dravet syndrome, started taking Fintepla (fenfluramine), I didn’t have much hope. It was quite literally our last option, as every medication previously thrown at her had failed. Why, then, should I expect Fintepla to work? But it did. Within a month of…

“Does this mean I have a disability, too?” The D-word is akin to a four-letter word in our home. We don’t like to consider Austen, my 8-year-old with Dravet syndrome, as disabled — especially when she’s been doing so well despite the circumstances life has dealt her. Even during…

Austen, my 8-year-old daughter with Dravet syndrome, is in the third grade this year. That means she’ll take standardized testing for the first time. That’s both good and bad. On the one hand, it’s amazing she’s doing well enough to take the test! On the other hand, she…

When we think of the Christmas season, many traditions come to mind, such as watching holiday movies, caroling, and spending days upon days in the kitchen making sweet and decadent treats. But as with many things in life, Dravet syndrome can sink its teeth into even the happiest of…

As a parent of three, I took many experiences with my two oldest kids for granted. But because my youngest, Austen, has Dravet syndrome, I thought many of them — like swimming on her own, discovering new toys, or even completing a full week at school without needing…

October 2021 was one of the hardest months of my life. My marriage was ending, and in the chaos, the only clear thought I had was that I needed to get Austen, my now 8-year-old daughter with Dravet syndrome, and her siblings back to Texas. That might sound…

When Austen, my 8-year-old with Dravet syndrome, was born, I’d been married for almost five years. My relationship was already rocky by then, but I was determined I wouldn’t let it fail. I’d grown up in a broken home, and I didn’t want the same for my kids. Even…