Over the past several years, I’ve become part of a very special community, quite literally. I’m still finding my way, but I’m learning the ropes of being a Special Needs parent.
This sounds horrible. Why would you grieve for a child who is a living and loving an part of your life right here and now?
But it’s true. I grieve every time I realize that things I thought he would be able to do are just not attainable. It seems selfish, I know. It’s not his fault, I should be able to accept him for who he is and be happy for all he can do and all the things that he is so very good at.
Reality isn’t that easy or perfect.
I was doing some internet research for a story the other night and it lead me down a very disturbing rabbit hole. I’m fairly used to research turning into these crazy chases where reality slaps me in the face with some uncomfortable truths. But this one in particular was very uncomfortable. Since I started reading…