That's what I'm grateful for today. A small joke--- then a look my way, a wink and a deliciously big smile. Michael has re- arrived!
I know our situation is not nearly as devastating as so many. And in the moment when I acknowledge this, I feel an emotion of my distant Catholic past---- guilt! And then... I let it pass.
It's okay that I want Michael to have a better life. It's okay to be upset when the seizure beast returns during the day after a 5 year absence. It's okay to not want to settle for what I have but to want more, much, much more for my handsome, smiling son.
Heck yes, it's ok! It's more than ok! You'd be some kind of weirdo or Catholic saint (or both!) otherwise --
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