I know there are things in life which can’t be improved through words, and shouldn’t be minimized by them, even in a helpless attempt to make someone feel better. D7s condition is one of those. Every parent has hopes and dreams for their children, and to realize that much of what you wanted for your daughter will never be possible must be terrible painful.
I know you believe God put each and every one of us on this Earth for a purpose, and that D7 has hers. And that she will be happy in life – happier than many people without disabilities. That she will touch people’s hearts through her life and open them to thoughts they had never considered ... as she is already charming teachers, classmates, camp friends, and everyone she meets. I can’t tell you how much my life was touched and charmed by special needs children (and adults), and changed for the better. In this overly materialistic world, we desperately need them to keep in touch with our fundamental humanity. Especially when they think they are cats. *smile*
But knowing all this, it is still ok to mourn for those dreams. Or have a day when everything just seems too much to bear.
You're such an inspiration, Betsey - in every sense of the word.
