2nd Grade, here we come…
If I am being honest here, which I am… I will admit that I am scared, nervous and very sad.
I have been told that I am brave and an encouragement to others in how I appear to handle our situation with our butterfly. I am thankful that I can do that for others, and if God is working through my weaknesses to help encourage others… then all Glory to God!
But I feel tired and weak…. and I feel helpless in helping my daughter while she is out of my care.
She is in a Special Education class again, and attends the typical 2nd Grade classes when it’s appropriate. From what the teachers and tests tell me, this will be her life until she reaches adult age….. and, well…. that’s just too far for my heart to go right now.
I know the plans for our butterfly’s life are already known by God… and that is the only place I find rest in my heart. She is a fragile soul that is as spunky as can be! She’s fire and she’s ice… and her daily life is such a mystery to me. That’s a hard place to find rest as her mother….
I am praying that this year brings development beyond imagination,
so that my little April Butterfly can spread her wings and fly!!!
If I am being honest here, which I am… I will admit that I am scared, nervous and very sad.
I have been told that I am brave and an encouragement to others in how I appear to handle our situation with our butterfly. I am thankful that I can do that for others, and if God is working through my weaknesses to help encourage others… then all Glory to God!
But I feel tired and weak…. and I feel helpless in helping my daughter while she is out of my care.
She is in a Special Education class again, and attends the typical 2nd Grade classes when it’s appropriate. From what the teachers and tests tell me, this will be her life until she reaches adult age….. and, well…. that’s just too far for my heart to go right now.
I know the plans for our butterfly’s life are already known by God… and that is the only place I find rest in my heart. She is a fragile soul that is as spunky as can be! She’s fire and she’s ice… and her daily life is such a mystery to me. That’s a hard place to find rest as her mother….
I am praying that this year brings development beyond imagination,
so that my little April Butterfly can spread her wings and fly!!!
