Today I went to see my theaprpist, nurse and case worker. My doc is cool as all get out. The nurse however is kind of a jerk. She keeps talking to me abt my weight. I don't want to know abt my weight. I just want to go on with my life. I know I'm overweight but who gives a shit. I don't. My husband doesn't care abt my waist size why should she. It's so annoying and insulting. Just leave it alone for crying out loud.
This guy. What can I do I say about this wonderful man. I start by saying...Happy birthday, son. I can't express how blessed I am to have been chosen to be your mother. What a honor it is for me to raise such a fine human being. Thank you. I marvel at all you do and everything you have accomplished in the 22 years you've been.on this planet. School. Work. Friends. Family. You would take your own shirt off your back to help your fellow brother. I admire you for that. Your work ethic puts others to shame. Showing everyone that Autism isn't going to stand in your way. I stand all amazed by you. My hero. My love. My Son. Have the happiest of birthday my sweet boy. Forever and beyond ❤
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