Sometimes I feel out of place. I feel like I don't fit in. I'm supposed to see something or someone else. Bipolar does that. Makes my brain go into overdrive. I can't stand it either. I start to think if something from yesterday and my brain goes to something that I did 30 years ago that didn't go my way. Like it was my fault when it wasn't or what would of happened if I did this instead of that. It's so frustrating! I hate it!!
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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