The Ditcharo Family
Jill’s House gives Eden the camp experience she otherwise wouldn’t have. It gives us rest. And it gives our other kids a chance to do things they couldn’t do otherwise. It’s a gift all the way around.
We’re the Ditcharo family, a party of five living just outside Nashville, Tennessee. Life with three kids is beautifully full—and uniquely shaped by our middle daughter, Eden, who is 15 years old. She was born with a rare genetic disorder that affects her global development. She looks like a typical teenager, but she can only communicate in short phrases and still can’t write her name. That said, she can zipline, climb monkey bars, and swim, and she surprises us all the time with what she knows.

We first heard about Jill’s House when it was just a Virginia-based program. A friend from church mentioned it to us, and once we heard that the Jill’s House Weekend Adventures program was coming to Tennessee, we jumped at the chance to get involved. We were excited about the idea of a Christian respite program that offered weekend camps—something Eden could enjoy, and something that would give us the margin to breathe as a family. Eden’s siblings go to camp, but she hadn’t had the chance to go. Jill’s House was her opportunity!
From her very first visit, Eden fell in love with Jill’s House. She talks about it constantly—especially the hayrides, music, zipline, talent shows, and dance parties (Taylor Swift songs are her favorite!). She’s never been one to fear new places or people; so the moment we mention camp, she gets her backpack on and is ready to go. When we pick her up, she’s always tired and happy. And before we even get home, she’s already asking, “When can I go back?”

Jill’s House doesn’t just bless Eden—it blesses our whole family. Having a child with special needs is like always parenting a toddler. You’re always on, always attentive. But when Eden is at camp, we can focus on our other two children, Dylan and Charlotte, or even just spend time as a couple. One weekend while Eden was away, we enjoyed an overnight getaway in Nashville as a couple—dinner, a Predators game, and a night downtown. Another time, we took the other kids to Dollywood. Eden’s not a rollercoaster fan, so it was a chance for the four of us to have an adventure that she wouldn’t enjoy. These moments are rare and so important. While Eden is having a ball, we can also have a great time. Everyone is happy!
As parents of a child with an intellectual disability, we’ve learned how hard it is to find trusted respite care. Before sending Eden to Jill’s House, we had questions about volunteer training and camper safety. But from the very first intake call, we felt confident in the care she would receive. The team goes above and beyond, even sending us detailed summaries after each weekend—helping us understand what Eden did and giving us conversation starters to engage her when she comes home.
It also matters deeply to us that Jill’s House is a Christian organization. Knowing Eden is being loved and cared for by people who share our values makes all the difference. We don’t take that lightly.

If you’re a parent of a child with special needs and you’re on the fence about Jill’s House, we can’t recommend it enough. Respite is not a luxury—it’s a necessity. Our kids need it, and we, as parents, need it. You don’t realize how much it can mean to you until you experience it for yourself.
Jill’s House gives Eden the camp experience she otherwise wouldn’t have. It gives us rest. And it gives our other kids a chance to do things they couldn’t do otherwise. It’s a gift all the way around.
If we could dream big, we’d love to see weeklong summer day camps offered here in Tennessee, like they do in Virginia. Now that Eden’s aged out of many local day camps, our options are limited. She loves camp so much—we just want more opportunities for her and kids like her.
Until then, we’ll keep celebrating every Jill’s House weekend. Because for us, it’s more than camp. It’s joy. It’s respite. It’s love.


As we started the adoption process, our goal was to have another boy a little younger than Peter and also with Down syndrome. When our adoption agency showed us a picture of Stephen, 18 months younger than Peter, we immediately felt a connection to this little boy in China.
s device. While Peter and Stephen are busy having the time of their lives, my husband and I spend our weekends reconnecting as a couple, catching up with friends, or visiting our older kids. One weekend, we even used the time to drive down to Charlottesville for an event our daughter was involved in, stayed overnight, and still had the time to do things at home before pick-up.
Beck was around 18 months old when we first noticed a lack of eye contact, and he was only able to communicate minimally. By the time he was 3, his daycare recommended that we pursue testing. After he was evaluated, we enrolled him in early intervention services through an ABA school, where he received support for two years before starting elementary school. This early intervention set him up for success.
them. While he doesn’t participate in many activities—he’s not competitive and worries about his balance—he’s not interested in the high-energy weekends, and he doesn’t like crafts. But he loves spending time with the counselors. The social interactions Beck has while he’s at camp are so good!
When we first moved to Virginia, we attended McLean Bible Church, which had begun to outline the vision for Jill’s House and raise funds for its construction. At that time, we hadn’t started a family yet, and we joyfully contributed to the mission, believing it would immensely help families in need. We never imagined that WE would become one of those families.

Jill’s House has been our saving grace!!
Jill’s House is more than just a place; it’s a safe, nurturing, and comforting sanctuary that blesses our entire family. It’s a rare and invaluable resource that we don’t take for granted. The care and love McKenna receives there have made a profound difference in her life and ours. We are deeply grateful for Jill’s House and the impact it has had on our journey.
When our boys were two and three years old, we received diagnoses that both had autism; our younger son, Teddy, also had an intellectual disability, and my husband was battling stage 4 prostate cancer. In those early years, between fighting for services for Teddy, fighting for my husband’s life, and fighting for my mental health, I felt like I couldn’t get on top of anything. Teddy would often elope, and we were always in a state of heightened alert. I didn’t feel like I could engage with the world in the same way other people did.
Before Teddy’s first weekend stay at Jill’s House, we went to the store so he could pick out his own suitcase. He chose a Pokémon suitcase, which he still uses today! While Teddy was excited, I remained anxious. At drop-off, the team reassured me that I could call anytime to check on him. Of course, I did what any parent would do, and I called in the middle of the night, asking them to check in on him to make sure he was still in his room—and breathing. They lovingly addressed my concerns, and over time, I have grown more confident that he is safe at Jill’s House. I have learned to trust them and let go, and now we all look forward to our weekends.
House has worked hard to foster a sense of community among us. Knowing we have a place just for us is food for our souls!
Jack…is…awesome! He is such a good-humored, curious, and good-natured kid. He makes us laugh a lot, like when he randomly puts on his blow-up dinosaur costume! He will often play jokes on us too, like playing hide-n-seek in construction equipment while we’re on neighborhood walks.
ultimately provided us with the answers we had been searching for. Upon receiving the test results, we learned that Jack had a change on the FOXP1 gene. The way it was described to us was that this change is equivalent to having a single misspelled word in a whole set of encyclopedias. We were also told that, at that time, Jack was the only kid on record with this genetic abnormality. We were shocked! Although there was not a lot known about the FOXP1 gene, we were told that the only physician in the world studying it was located near us, at Seattle Children’s Hospital!! Talk about God’s provision for our family.
Jack has been consistently going to camp for 3 years. He loves hanging out with Jill’s House staff for the weekend, and he talks about being able to stay in his own room! At the end of a weekend at camp, he comes home tired, which means he’s also engaging in all the activities!
Nico was born in Guatemala and entered our family through adoption when he was 6 months old. We were excited to welcome a baby into the world, but when we couldn’t conceive a child naturally or through multiple fertility treatments, we knew that adoption would be how our family would grow. Our process of adoption from Guatemala was so uncommon and totally orchestrated by God. Our names were added to a list, and we were emailed pictures and details of children seeking a forever home. For several months we received emails from the listserv, then in March 2007, we received an email with a picture of the sweetest little one-month-old baby boy. We knew instantaneously that we wanted to meet him and bring him home! We arranged to visit Guatemala and meet him in July 2007, and he came home with us on a Medical Emergency VISA in August 2007.
We met and trusted the staff so much, and I knew they would love and care for him as I did. Jill’s House was going to provide Nico with his very own experiences and opportunities. Eleven years later, we have wonderful caregivers who have been a part of Nico’s life and will never be forgotten.
school, he is excited to climb on and greet his friends, and he anticipates all the fun he’ll have when they arrive at Jill’s House. At Jill’s House, Nico gets to build relationships with kids and have fun with the staff and volunteers. Jill’s House staff and volunteers treat him like a typical child. They treat him with honor and respect, and the special child he is!
Before we had our children, we befriended a woman who has since become Alyssa’s volunteer Buddy at Windy City camp. This dear woman would share her experiences as a camp volunteer, and it always amazed us that people like her were willing to give up their weekends in that way! It was by God’s grace that this sweet woman entered our lives almost 16 years ago.
terminate the pregnancy to inconsistent and challenging respite services, at times, it seemed as if the world did not want Alyssa here. At least, that’s how we felt. But we have also encountered many people who genuinely love our daughter, and Jill’s House offers that to our family!
When her first Jill’s House weekend arrived, the whole family dropped Alyssa off at camp. Her brother and sister really wanted to see where Alyssa would be staying. We also decided to stay near the camp that weekend. We relaxed, lingered, and just talked. We gave one another time to share. We couldn’t believe how much we all relaxed and bonded. The weekend was amazing! Our older kids kept saying how much they needed it!
Emily has her mother’s straight hair and my love for ‘80s and ‘90s music! Emily sticks close to her mom, but she knows I’m always ready for her when she is hungry for a snack or looking for some fun. If you were to drive through our neighborhood, you might catch Emily and me cruising around in our golf cart. I’m sure it’s a funny sight. This big burly guy cruising in a golf cart while Emily’s favorite song is playing over the speakers, “Girls Just Want to Have Fun,” by Cyndi Lauper. Cruising around on the golf cart while listening to her favorite music playing, with her hair blowing in the wind, is one of Emily’s favorite things.
We found out about Jill’s House when Emily was 14 years old. She has since aged out of the program, but she was able to enjoy weekends at Jill’s House for three years. We will forever be grateful for how Jill’s House lovingly cared for our daughter. We always knew she was being cared for and in a great place! At drop-off time, we were relaxed, and she would eagerly walk into Jill’s House. At pick-up time, although she was excited to see us, she would continue to look over her shoulder as if to say, “I want to stay!” For someone who didn’t say a lot, her actions spoke volumes!