Sadness

Parenting a child with special needs can be so lonely. Even when acceptance is high the difference that excludes arises to catch us off guard. Blindsides us with grief. 

We've been here before and won't be defeated. After a crappy week in the Dock we've set our dial to HOME. Outsiders not welcome as we gather in a tight embrace warding off fear, cowardice  and exclusion under any explanation.

Every carer knows they should look after themselves in order to keep up the good fight. And so this simple wreath has left its cleansing soothing scent on my fingers and come tomorrow I'll be back - cos lonely as things get - this parenting gig is mine and I d rather change the world than change my daughter .