God knows. He knew that I needed someone to come into my life who understood RAD as much as it is possible to understand RAD.

He knew I needed to talk to someone who not only understands what I am going through, but has been there themselves.

I just spent my lunch hour reading about another woman's experience with a RAD teen in her home. She is a follower of this blog. How she found it...no idea. Doesn't matter. God knew I would need to hear from her.

I cried as I read about her experiences. I could see or have seen each of them happening in my home. Her insight in this journey was helpful.

She is an answer to my prayer!