I am working on enjoying the little things more, but it is tough to remember sometimes. These children love me and I love them. Sometimes, I just wish I could pull my head out of my ass and stop feeling guilty and overwhelmed enough to show them.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Just Breathe
Sometimes it's hard to remember that screaming isn't the only song on the soundtrack to my life. Sometimes it's hard to remember that there are good moments, really good moments. Not because there aren't as many but because the bad moments seem to make more of an impact. You don't remember the hug as much as you remember being spit at. You don't remember the goofy grin as much as the glare paired with the words, "I don't love you ever." For some reason those words, those looks are the things that burrow up into my brain and set up camp.
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Hi I have a son who is a "little different" He has missing DNA which puts him on the Autism spectrum also, but it is non specified, only 18 cases have been found. I completely understand your frustrations 100% He is 8 and it has been a struggle since he was really little. It was really hard for him in school cause he was always getting into trouble cause he is different. Anyways I would love to chat :)
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