Hi, my friends.

I have been dealing with a lot of things. But as always, you all are close in my thoughts and prayers.

My son has had his operation. He is recovering and thankfully it went well.

I am still seeing my friend. It is interesting to say the least, this part of my journey.

I do not hear from my xh. He is building a new life in a new city. I wish him the best. I am just thankful that he has stepped up in his relationship with our son.

I now know I did the right thing in not getting in the way of that.

My son has suffered from all this. He is not the same person. He is wary and has lost some of his wonderful spirit. He is fearful of being happy. Fearful that the rug will be pulled out from under him again at any time.

But, he is also stronger. We are closer.

My prayer always is that he finds his way. That he becomes healthy. That he finds someone one day who appreciates the amazing person he is.
Girls his age cannot see past the weakness in his arms, legs, hands, feet. They cannot see past the falling down, the unsteadyness, the dropping things.

But I hope that one day someone looks into his wonderful heart. That someone sees what I see. A man of character and strength and deep convictions. A person with a pure soul and capable of such love and devotion. Someone who wouldnt hurt anyone and who is always there for his friends and family.

Each day he amazes me. Each day he makes me smile. Each day he brings such love and spirit to those he cares about.

I have taken some time to regroup. To gather strength to dig in again.

I do not question why God has put so many hurdles before me. I trust in His wisdom without question.

I have overcome so much with in my life. There is more. I know that. And that's ok. He has me held in His capable hands.

I am still seeing my friend. It is a nice, stable, honest friendship. He cares for my deeply. I know this. I am always honest with him about where I am at in my journey. What I feel, what I need, where I stand.

The gifts he gives me are understanding and space, real respect and honesty. But the greatest one by far is accepting me for who I am, for what I want.

I am always Brooklyn. He likes that and so do I.