Perspective
Happy Monday, everyone. Today has been an interesting day. No different than the usual “interesting” days, to be sure, but with an added dimension. Pain. That’s right. Usually, when I have a day that is so long that, at the end, I reflect upon the beginning of the day like it was weeks ago (“Did I really go to the grocery store? Was that just this morning? Really?”), it has been a busy day during which I enjoyed perfect health. Today I have a constant underscoring it all — and that constant is pain. I did something to my back this morning. And, oh my goodness, it has been hurting all day. You know, the occasional, eye-watering-sharp-intaking-of-breath kind of hurting. I’m guessing that it is a nerve in my back. That final angry grabbing of pjs off the floor this morning probably did it. Hopefully it will feel better tomorrow.

Today, I also took my oldest to the neurologist. This is always a humbling experience. Why? Well, because, when you are around most people with their neurotypical children on a day-to-day basis, you might feel kind of lonely, like the person with the unusual child who has “problems”. When you go wait in a neurologist’s office, you think how blessed you are with your child and his few problems compared to all the other children there with their multiple, big, huge and life-altering problems. Problems that will never get any better or go away.

So, Annie got a healthy dose of perspective today. A perspective of someone who has to live a life with pain and a window into the life of a parent and child with so many difficulties. Perspective is a valuable thing, isn’t it?

Blessings on your Monday.