When I became a parent of a special needs child, nothing could prepare me for the emotional rollercoaster I would find myself on, a sea of ever changing emotions and quick sand I would step on every now and then that seemed to engulf me and I would feel like I was drowning. The worst part was I never knew if I should ask for help or just wish I would die. Having spoken to many other parents of special needs children, there are so many things we all have in common regardless of social or financial circumstances, race, religion or demographics. The loneliness and isolation you feel when you first get a diagnosis and then and thereafter the level of emotions covering denial, anger, grief and depression. After what may seem like an eternity; you learn to laugh again, accept what is, become more spiritually aware and find the inner strength for empowerment. I feel very honoured to be asked to put pen to paper and publish my thoughts and experiences here.