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