Having a kid with special needs, there have been times when I have hurt for myself, for what being his mom has cost me. And there have been times when I have hurt for and worried about what it costs others – his sisters, teachers, fellow students, even strangers. Then there are times when I forget about myself and everyone else and only think of him.
This is one of those times.
My heart hurts.
I am not worried. I am not in despair. We are not in crisis. We have had a happy day.
But my heart hurts for my son and what his impairments cost him.
It is right to mourn.
And to trust.
I believe God has a hope and a future for this child.
Today, that is enough.