This blog is for me. Well
it’s for everyone who cares to have a glimpse into our lives, but
realistically, it’s for me.
My outlet.
My outlet.
Those who are on my Facebook
(and don’t see /haven’t met Hank) were quite shocked to learn of his diagnosis.
He IS very much the smart, handsome, silly boy I fill up their newsfeeds with.
I don’t fill my statuses with negative talk, because it just doesn’t seem the
right place. I do, however, want this blog to be a more fair representation. I
choose happiness, I choose to think positive, and for this blog I choose
reality.
The truth of our lives isn’t
complex; it’s actually pretty basic. We live in a cycle of happiness, faith,
tears, joy, pain, hope, and repeat. The good outweighs the bad. I have moments
of feeling that another 30 seconds alone of a situation may break me, and ten
minutes later laughing with all I have. There are days filled with spinning,
self-injurious behaviors, and no eye-contact, and the next day the normalcy is
almost overwhelming. Like any parent I wish some days would end already, and
stall at bedtime because I want just five more seconds to smell his freshly
washed hair before he drifts to sleep.
It’s a blessed life,
regardless.
