Everything is going to be OK. Then again, OK doesn’t mean anything.
The diagnosis, while not changing me as a person, helped me to understand myself better. It helped me to treat myself better.
People like that love company.
Sometimes my posts betray me. I snitch on myself, as the kids say.
I never dreamed he’d play such a pivotal role in my home, but here he is.
They’re my song inspirations and my entire captive studio audience.
I can’t just lay in bed all day. I have kids and responsibilities. Even if I didn’t, I still can’t stay in bed all day.
This kid is made of steel. He’s like a Batman villain.
Whatever your situation is, no matter how universal it might feel, know that it’s different for almost everyone.
It’s about making your kids happy even when you don’t remember the meaning of the word. It’s about putting the smile on their faces that you wish you could put on your own.