I am a bundle of emotions today. I’m not sure what is causing this.
Maybe it’s not being able to visit with my parents who are in a nursing home. Covid19 has kept them separated from us. I called this morning to check on them and they are doing well.
Maybe it’s because of the civil unrest in our country. My heart hurts for the family of George Floyd and the so many other families like his.
Maybe it’s because we are attending our youngest son’s (Joshua) drive thru graduation this evening.
Maybe it’s because Brandon’s school is holding off on the graduation ceremony for him and his classmates.
Maybe it’s because we have to fight so hard to get services for Brandon. Services he needs.
Maybe it’s because the funding for the services and supports he needs keeps getting cut.
And then I remind myself of all I do have. I have a husband I love and who loves me. I have three wonderful sons I love and who love me.
I have family and friends.
I have a home. It isn’t huge or ornate, but it is ours.
We have food on our table and clothes on our back. We have a bed to lay our heads when we are tired.
Brandon may have autism, but he is here with me.
We are in this together and for that, I am thankful.
Stay well, my friends.