Today I Laid Down My Child's Healing
Recently I laid down my child’s healing. I just let it go.
*hold your judgment here* Something strange happened over the last few months. It started with struggle, lots of struggle. Tears. And fear. And questions.
All the hard questions I’ve asked before.
It started on my knees. Feeling broken—so wrecked by this disease that wrecks her over and over again.
And it all felt familiar. Just like the first seizure. The first diagnosis. The first time I recognized this reality we walk.