I ran into to this today online. It made me remember where we were a year ago today with P. Not in a good place. Fighting daily. Literally dragging him out the door to get him to school, with dents in my car from the effort. This was before we got him diagnosed. I look at him now, growing so tall, and for the most part, so balanced. At that moment, when I was in that place, it seemed like it was never going to get better, and there was no light at the end of the tunnel. I like getting reminders that if you do not give up and you do not falter, you can find a way through. It's never so dark that the sun doesn't rise eventually. I'm so proud of how far he's come. We did three pages of Social Studies homework last night with very limited fuss. That would not have happened a year ago. It does get better. I know I get some negative feedback from some people about the meds he takes, but I choose not to listen because they've not walked this path. I know what were doing seems to be working. I'm actually looking forward to the next year with him, and this is not something I would have said a year ago.
To quote my favorite movie: "It can't rain all the time"
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