Jennifer Graf Groneberg
About
Jennifer Graf Groneberg
I am a wife, a daughter, a sister, and mother to 3 sons. I’ve also been a mailman, a waitress at a German pancake house, a librarian, and secretary of the Cow Belles. More recently, I'm a homeschooler, a writer and an advocate for children with disabilities.
I live and write at the end of a twisty gravel road in the mountains of northwest Montana with my husband Tom (who is also a writer) and our children. There are words scribbled beneath the paint on the walls, things like "books" and "happiness" and "love." They were my wishes for our family while I was pregnant with twins; it took me a while to realize they'd all come true.
You can read more about our daily life at my blog, Pinwheels.
"Groneberg writes with the grace of a natural mother and the wisdom of someone who has been through the wringer." -The New Atlantis
"Jennifer’s story is a vivid, day by day journal of some of the most devoted mothering in modern literature, tempered by her honest descriptions of her personal growth in acceptance of Avery’s diagnosis. Her vivid descriptions of each scene draws us into her life’s journey so deeply that we are reluctant to see the book end." -Catholic Media Review
"I believe all parents will find something in these pages that will resonate with them. It’s about more than coming to terms with a Down syndrome diagnosis; it’s about adjusting a worldview, breaking stereotypes, and opening oneself to the possibility of finding love in unexpected ways." -Kate Hopper, MotherWords: Mothers Who Write
"That’s what the story is for me: a love story of longing and forgiveness. A woman yearns for something–one more child, and out of that comes a tumble of events that she could not have imagined and cannot control. We all have experiences like that, innocently picking a flower and falling into the hole that opens up in its place. Like anything transformative, we temporarily lose our way. If we’re lucky, we emerge with stronger spirits and the ability to forgive ourselves for anything that delayed our reunion with what, somewhere, we always knew to be true." -Kyra Anderson, Gravity Pulls You In
