I'm surrounded by people and children everyday at work. On the weekends, I have my husband, daughter, church, and often friends or family. Why do I still feel so isolated?
My daughter had her first play date last weekend with a typical child from her K class. I was so touched that she was asked, still am really. But it was an eye-opening reminder of exactly how different our lives are.
Even amongst other special needs parents, I rarely find someone I can connect with. I crave a friend who has been there. Who won't complain about how badly they felt when their baby got his shots. Someone who can share in our joys.
I posted about the play date on my daughter's blog and got no comments. I posted about it on a special needs parenting message board and got resounding replies. I just wish one of those people were local, so that I could occasionally have a day out!
A note to those who read my blog:
I'm one of those people who just can't think well on my feet. I spend hours replaying moments that I wish I'd have handled differently. This is my outlet for things I wished I'd handled differently and things I just can't say out loud.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
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