As I type this, Emily is across the table tackling 3 math worksheets. She refuses to let me help her. I get the feeling she's done with needing extra help. Done as in- fed up with. I have to constantly remind myself that every day Emily faces a new day of challenges. Sure, I think some days are easier than others for her. She has great days. Even just taking her medication is a reminder that her brain is different. Her brain doesn't work the way the rest of our brains do and she is especially reminded of that when we start school. My poor girl. I wish I could make learning easy for her all the time. I wish I could take away the frustrations she experiences with school.
A mom to 3 great kids. A wife to an amazing man. A girl on a journey to be who she was designed and called to be.
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