For two years, and twelve days, I have dreaded this day.
I remember my fears two years ago; vans, ramps, bath equipment and wheelchairs. My fears then that mirror my fears today. I remember the nurse taking me by the hand and telling me it would happen in phases and to take one step at a time. I am not taking a step today, I am falling into a big black hole. One that officially marks me as a special needs mom. I do not want to be a special needs mom. I am but I don't want to be. I want to wake up from this nightmare that I am living.
Today we get a wheelchair. Please can somebody pinch me?
This is a story. A story about a little girl. A little girl named Leah.
now I can help, wondered how I could do it before but now I can. And you can- a great friend once told me "You are a very capable woman"
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