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When The Kids Aren’t Here

They might not always be easy, but they’re my everything. Easy is boring.

No one thanks you for the lights being on. They just blame you when they’re not.

It feels natural at this point to throw in an “I’m sorry to say”, but I’m not.

My daughter, as the child without special needs, shouldn’t feel she has take care of him like it was her job.

Just because I don’t know why he reacts a certain way to something, that doesn’t mean I can’t support him during it.

It’s our favorite trip. Other people might not get it, but we do.

We all rushed to get here. When we did, it was electric bills and frozen waffles.

I’m ready for anything. I’m not excited about it. I’m not looking to have long talks about it. But I am prepared for it.

The scariest part was never about what he would or wouldn’t do.

It’s a mixture of bad advice growing up and a few too many times where I felt that I was putting other people out with my presence.