Writing is therapeutic so bear with me.
I attended a full day class today to learn how Elise's budget works. Other moms were there who had kids with developmental disabilities.
As I entered the room I felt like an outsider and like I didn't belong. I didn't want to be there; I didn't want to belong. Each of them began sharing experiences of their children, mentioning how poorly they have been treated. They asked questions to one another that had never occurred to me before. I got scared. I wanted to run away and not do this anymore.
As the meeting went on something changed in me. I realized I could actually relate to these women. Each of them has their own quiet burden they carry and I didn't feel alone in that burden there. I carry a different, yet similar burden that helped bond us together. Having a special needs child can be lonely. It was nice to feel validated and understood by them because they have been there and know what it's like.
All the women there had teenagers so I was the rookie sitting back, listening to their experiences. Each one has gone through and is going through some terrific challenges and I found myself admiring them.
These were amazing women who may look ordinary to everyone else, but were really extraordinary.
So many talked with me, sharing advice and things they've learned. One of the women shared what she's learned and with what I've been so overtaken with lately, which is the increased amount of empathy and compassion for others.
I've been blessed with a new set of eyes; eyes of understanding and non-judgment.
I LOVE being a mom to my 5 kids; one with special needs. There is no greater joy than being a parent! I love each one individually but this blog will mostly focus on our daughter with special needs and our journey with her. Thanks for reading!