Even when you know something … it hurts when the news finally comes. Such is life. There are ups and there are downs. One must learn to savor the moments of joy … the moments of beauty … for there are always going to be the moments filled with sorrow and pain.
Autisim isn’t a death sentense, but it is a long hard road of struggle.
We suspected that our oldest grandson was on the spectrum–bit the bullet and told our kiddos. Today … we got confirmation that it is most probably true. The tests begin. The stuggle begins. Though I know good things can happen … my heartache deepens (they moved to Alaska) we barely get to see them … and now I cannot help them.
I know God is good. I hope in that. But I am a human being and my heart bleeds with sorrow at this moment. I would be better if I were there to help, but I am not, so now I just hope and pray.
I long for a peaceful life … I do not believe I will ever know one.
Today, is a day of sorrow. Today, is a day of darkness. Tomorrow the fight begins anew. One is allowed to experience the pain. To feel the pain. To grieve the loss … but one must get up and fight the good fight.