Mother’s Day Gift
I am blessed with the gift of motherhood. I know that there are mothers all over the world who have their own meaning of what this day means and that is not lost on me.
I am blessed with the gift of motherhood. I know that there are mothers all over the world who have their own meaning of what this day means and that is not lost on me.
I thought to myself, how many times have parents been in a meeting when they wanted to cry tears of joy? I thought… were there parents sitting on the other side wanting to cry because they were overcome with so many fears for their child?
It then got me to thinking that there is this storm cloud that seems to be looming over our family, this darkness that envelops our every part of our being.
It seems to always be lying dormant- the constant fear that something is going to happen. I fear that when things seem to be running smoothly and there have been no bumps in the road- it is waiting to wake up and come out of hiding.
I wonder how my heart will explode when she looks at me and tells me exactly what she needs and wants.
A diagnosis does not mean that our life is not good. A diagnosis does not mean that we will never smile.