I feel quiet.
What else is there to say...
when my boy struggles in all the same ways only in new places?
What else is there to say...
about ending yet another day feeling like I failed him?
What else is there to say...
about all the mountains still to climb?
By now you have heard it all before...
school struggles, language hurdles, physical challenges
By now you have heard it all before...
bullies and judgment and exclusion.
I feel a lonely quiet,
and there is nothing left to say
that you haven't heard before --
just words to fill this void that quietly aches.
You can't hear the quiet, but I can feel it.
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Two kids, two full time careers - lots of people do it gracefully, but for me it's a challenge, particularly as I struggle with my boy, the rooster, and his "constellation" of health and developmental issues. Medicine so far fails to cure what ails us, so I'm trying a self-prescribed intensive dose of blogging to see if that does the trick.
1 comment:
I dwell there every single day as well. Just remember, you are doing an amazing job, and this is coming from a mother of two on the autism spectrum, and a former educator (although once a teacher, always a teacher). Your boy is lucky to have you.
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