The day came. I knew it would. Just didn’t know when or what the age would be or what circumstances would bring it up. Even though I knew it would eventually come, it didn’t make it hurt any less.
He was my first baby and has been my son since he was 3 months old. We’ve had our ups and downs. Some quite painful. The diagnoses. The therapy. The raging tantrums. The many broken things. The IEP meetings. The side talks with teachers.
In a world that is noisy, fast-paced, and often all-consuming, it’s easy for us to forget that our children need our love on a daily basis. But if we want to be sure they know we love them we must answer some big questions.
It was a gusty day and my mind was on catching a flight to Kansas City, as I drove through our crowded city streets. My daughters had to be dropped off at school because their Social Studies projects would surely fall apart if taken on the bus.