This gorgeous quilt was donated to us for auctioning to help raise money for insanely expensive seizure monitors for the boys. When we decided to go the service dog route instead, they graciously understood...
This week has been filled with a chaos I haven't experienced since my own health problems worsened, so my head has been a big mess. All while the boys symptoms are snowballing. A whole new meaning of crazy! :) Let's just put it this way, there's been countless moments of feeling like I could literally pull my own hair out and screaming at the top of my lungs while also feeling like I could kiss and squeeze and practically smother the boys with loves at the same time. Like when Aidan had yet another potty accident (his brothers had many already) while I was trying to get things typed for a friend that was needed then not later, also while trying to clean up other messes it was getting really hard to dodge, also while being interrupted by their dad and them over and over so much I couldn't think at all, also while trying to get the super over tired and paying dearly for it boys ready for bed... all because I said something that made Aidan laugh so hard he was rolling on the floor and... back to the beginning of this super long sentence.
We even ended up with extra doctor appts and lengthy phone calls this month. SO... I haven't finished Damon's app like I was supposed to. I haven't made more granola bars and bread and breakfast muffins and cookies like I was supposed to. I haven't gathered all the paperwork needed for the upcoming appointment. The list goes on. Ha! I will update about those in another post... hopefully very soon so I don't forget the details. :/
But in the middle of all this I've been amazed at the generosity and willingness to help I've seen in my family, old friends, and my epilepsy community. As I have gotten to know these people, I have found they are compassionate and forgiving and patient. They have taught me compassion outside your typical circle- a larger compassion that the world is so in need of. And I love them.
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