I had one of those moments today. You know the ones where you are merrily plodding through your day and a thought forces itself into your head. The thought? This is really hard. This life…this set of challenges…this cutting a swathe through the forest of all things disability just to get what your kid needs. Nothing prompted this invasion of my head. In fact I was at school to pick up missy. Her school (for students with high medical and/or physical needs) is a can-do sort of place. The staff are inspired…their muse/(s) a bunch of extraordinary kids. It is a happy place despite the challenges and grief that abound. But today it struck me as a difficult road for them all.
Maybe it was me rather than the setting. It could be left over angst from a wheelchair un-friendly situation last week. It may have been the sight of a bunch a adults huddled around a child in the nurses room. It may be that is actually IS that time of the month…it does happen you know! It was just a moment. One to acknowledge and then move on. Yet a little bit of it has adhered itself to me. Maybe I just need chocolate!