Katrina Moody

10/04/2026

Good morning friends.

I'd like to pray for you this week. If you have a special prayer request please do comment and share it (or message me if it is private!)

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Dear Lord, please bless those unnamed prayer requests. Bless the caregivers, the forgotten, the scared and fearful, and bless all the ones just trying to get through another day. Be close to the brokenhearted and the overwhelmed. In all things, we pray in Jesus' name, Lord.

Amen.

10/03/2026

A million times, this.

Thank you, God for the friendships we've made and the family who's stuck by us through it all, though. Gotta be grateful, always!

One thing nearly all parents with disabled or special needs children have in common is feeling isolated and alone.
Any time we try to reach out and talk about the challenges we experience, we’re shamed, silenced, or ignored.
Can you imagine how much easier this would be if we were allowed to talk about these things?
I would never say anything negative about my children in front of them or where they could hear/read it.
But Wesley isn’t on social media, he doesn’t have access to the internet, and he can’t read. None of those things are likely to change.
So why do so many people criticize me for talking online about the struggles I experience?
Other parents have told me that it helps them. They feel less alone.
Just knowing that other people understand and go through the same thing is incredibly helpful for so many of us.
So strangers can keep criticizing me and trying to silence me if they want, but I will not stay quiet.

-Wesley’s Mama
(An autistic autism mom)

09/30/2026

We're still alive around here!

Last month, Logan got his first wheelchair. He's not a fan. He's sat in a few times but just isn't impressed yet.

He has bad days, when walking is very difficult. And if he is tired, he stumbles a lot too. Let's not even talk about dropping during a seizure. But he's stubborn and would rather just take a nap or push through no matter how stumble-y he is.

Anyone else out there tried to help an autistic young adult adjust to using a wheelchair to help increase their mobility? I'm thinking a social story, maybe?

We can't do any longer walks or trips out because he gets so tired so fast, so I really want him to want to take a ride in this beauty.

* Also the wheelchair is massive and I need to get used to tearing it down and putting it together again to fit in our vehicle. It has to be to fit his 200+ lbs, but whew!

06/11/2026

See if you can count how many things Logan has brought to my desk ... The coffee is all mine

03/04/2026

I feel unequal to the task of sharing on my FB page most days.

Life is hard and I don't know how to properly balance the 'hard' with the 'hope' and calm assurance that I have, because I do know that my God is in control (even if I really don't understand His plan). Well, it's hard for *me* to balance it, much less figure out how to write about it and share it with anyone else on a consistent basis.

Our lives have been turned upside down and Jim and I had to reconsider all our routines in light of the difficulties Logan has been having.

Through it all, we trust in a Good God. He loves us. He loves our boys.

But it has been hard. Logan has struggled. So we have all struggled.

Three hours of sleep a night, for weeks and weeks on end (after 21 years of sleeping issues).

Constant need for going for car drives, sometimes up to 5-6 a day. The vestibular motion seems to be the only thing that can calm him 99% of the time.

High aggression and constant head banging.

We did start a new medicine and we are pretty convinced it is helping. But it's a slow progression.

I guess I am sharing this all to say it's been hard.

It's okay to acknowledge the hard, my friends.

I hate to do it. I don't know exactly why.

So I am being honest with you here - it's been hard.

There have been nights I have sobbed my prayers out to our Father in Heaven.

But through it all, I am reminded that my God is faithful. He is with us in the storms of this life. He's a good God.

He's a good God. Even through the hard times.

Especially through the hard times.

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I needed to remind myself of that today. Maybe you needed to see that reminder as well?

My prayer for you all this morning is that you can see evidence of our good God in your own life, even in your own hard times. Especially in your own hard times.

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Picture of Logan holding his piano because he loves this thing. Notice the spoon on the arm of the chair, because he is always hoping for pudding. And you can't have pudding 🥣 without a spoon 🥄

02/28/2026

It’s another Rare Disease Day.

The theme this year is "More Than You Can Imagine." And honestly? That feels like our daily reality.

If you’ve been following along here at the Cafe, you know our family’s diagnoses aren't just a list of medical terms. They are Bobby, Andy, and Logan navigating life with ARS, epilepsy, autism, and OGT-related disorders. It’s Jim managing brittle diabetes and seizures. It is, quite literally, more appointments, more stress, and more vigilance than most people can imagine.

We are a Team.

We don't do this as individuals—we do it as a unit. Jim and I have been in these trenches for decades, and we’ve learned that the only way through the "unimaginable" is together.

Our faith keeps us anchored. When the behaviors are all-encompassing, the sleep is non-existent, or the seizures are frequent, our faith is our "get up and go" - a spiritual cup of coffee. It’s the reminder that even when we feel weak, we are being carried by a mighty God.

In case you didn't know:
There are 300 million people worldwide living with a rare disease. 72% of those are genetic, and 70% start in childhood. We aren't just statistics; we are families who rely on teamwork and God to get through the day.

I'm getting the Rare Disease Day page on our site updated and I'll add that link in the comments.

01/01/2026

2025 was a hard year.

There, I said it.

I don't think that 2026 is going to be that much easier, to be honest. But I do think my faith will sustain me. I do think that God is still the same today as He was yesterday.

No resolutions can change the most important thing we need to accept (or change) in ourselves: who we are in Christ is more important than anything else this world throws at us.

This world is full of pitfalls and hard days and harder months. Agonizing decisions and devastating news.

But we can arise each day and face that day knowing that it is Christ in us that makes that day worth living.

Yes, even the hardest ones.

I'm reminding myself of that a lot these days. My heart has been so broken lately. But I know God is still the same. Christ will still shine on me and, hopefully, through me.

So let's take a deep breath and face this year together, friends.

12/27/2025

Once upon a time, there was a little child captivated by the lights on the Christmas tree. It was a tiny moment of still wonder in a child who is normally always going a million miles an hour.

It quickly became one of my favorite Christmas pictures. Ever. I share it for you today in hopes it reminds you of someone you love, captivated by the lights of Christmas.

The small moments are the most important moments of them all.

12/26/2025

Sometimes, in the midst of unbelievably hard days, the rest of the world creeps up on you!

I was surprised by Christmas this year. I felt a little like it wasn't really Christmastime, to be quite honest. We have just had so many hard days, one right after another, that they kinda blurred together.

I won't go into the details, but suffice it to say that Logan has had some long hard days, and so have we.

And of course, when one child has long, hard days, your other kids do as well, right? Because siblings feel the hard days too.

Thankfully, God granted a few of our desperate prayers for a family Christmas that was calm and relatively easy.

I pray He granted a request for a calm and relatively easy Christmas day for you as well, my friends. And if He didn't, I pray it comes tomorrow.

Love to you all. Merry Christmas.

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The reason for the season lay in a manger surrounded by animals. His mother held him and looked at the Savior of the World. Let's never forget the true meaning of the season, if you believe, my friends.

12/13/2025

Listening to Jack and Dad is now one of my favorite guilty pleasures!

*How does Jack sound so angelic while putting Legos together? I can't sing and breathe at the same time most of the time! 🤣