Today I wish
I wasn't the mother of a child with special needs. When things go wrong, and he comes home in tears, and no one can tell me why, I am overcome with frustration and anger. I can't comfort him and help him when I don't no what's wrong. I feel powerless. He can't explain, and the people that work with him don't have answers To them everything is always fine. When he cries this way I know something happened because this is his I'm really hurt or sad about something," cry. He just doesn't do this very often. I wish that I could just fix it all and yet I know I can't.
