What do you do for those days when it suddenly hits you that your child may never have the life experiences that you hoped for him? That he might always be on the sidelines, watching others from the fringe?
I know that we are blessed to not be suffering more. Our son is healthy. He is alive. He can speak and understand us. There are more difficult challenges out there.
Yet in the deepest crevices of this mother’s heart, I fear for him still. I worry that he might always walk the lonely road. A child so young should not have such intimate knowledge of the atonement in regards to sorrow and pain. He knows and understands clearly that the Savior also felt what it was like to be an outcast.
Do you ever just wish your child could go on believing that he isn’t different? I know that these experiences help him have empathy for others. They keep him close to Heavenly Father. I still wish I could fix it.
I was fine. Now I’m feeling melancholy and blubbery. Help!
Favorite scriptures, talks, insights when you feel hopeless?