I Am Not Grateful

I Am Not Grateful:
I was not grateful when I learned Wil had Down syndrome.
I am not grateful my marriage was challenged by our differing timetables of acceptance.
I am not grateful my relationships with certain teachers has been strained by differing ideas of how to approach Wil’s behaviors.
I am not grateful that I’m entering an area of hormones, girlfriends and widening gaps in Wil’s peer group.
I am not grateful for the stereotypes and ignorance my son must hear, see and experience.
I do cry. I do get angry. I do get frustrated. I do things I regret. I am not grateful for these things.
I am grateful for a deeper level of acceptance I would not have known if Wil didn’t have Down syndrome.
I am grateful my husband and I now share a deeper bond and respect for the challenges we worked through.
I am grateful that each day, month and year I learn more about special education laws, advocacy and that we are all human and make mistakes.
I am grateful for 2nd chances.
I am grateful that I have come to know a strong group of proactive parents I can laugh with and learn from. I am grateful to call these strong, forward-thinking and compassionate people my friends.
I am grateful my eyes have been opened to a new life I would not have otherwise known.
I am grateful for the growing opportunities so my son may have a fulfilling life for the whole of who he is.
I am grateful I can contribute to this growth.
I do smile. I do rejoice. I do feel joy. I do things I am proud of. I am grateful for these things.
I am grateful my gratitude runs deeper for the times I am not. CC83539D-6FC0-4E20-935C-4C9ED8CB31EF.jpeg

 

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