We're having dinner together- the last of Thanksgiving leftovers. Dad is out of town for work. We're talking about our days. I'm spoon feeding LJ. He signs, "more potatoes and sauce". Then, "more smoothie. My turn." Out of the blue Nate says, "I want a brother who can talk." First I stare at him, stunned a bit. Then I rally my voice and say "he can talk, honey, he just talks a different way." He seems to let it go. I hug my boys.
Something has happened and I can't get it out of my mind. Why do I do this to myself? I can't accept it and be at peace with it. At the end of the day, these boys are all that matter most. In another life I will learn to let things go. In another life I will be okay with the good, the bad & the ugly.
That's a tough one... Sending a hug your way.
ReplyDeleteOh Jenn.... such grace and patience you have!! Hug from me too.
ReplyDeleteMiss you as well! see you in a few more days : )