I think there is a lot of truth in this one.
Every afternoon when walking towards my daughter’s school I literally say a little prayer that she had a day without her head hurting, leg hurting, stomach hurting, or her feelings being hurt because someone teased her about the way she talks.
Days that I pick her up and she has no complaints are such a blessing.
It’s really hard each day when I pick up and it’s always something. Especially when I’m coming from a bad day at work.
I’ve learned that I can really play the part of being upbeat and encouraging when she’s having a bad day even though most days I just want to scream or cry.
I know some of you understand . . . it’s just hard.
Posted on 7th December, 2015. Copyright Conor Mc Guckin