I’ve felt a lot of hurt in my life, but I think the biggest thing that my heart has gone out to is my children. I’m sure that any parent could relate, but I think my circumstance is a bit different.
I love white bread with all of my heart, I’d die for him, and the same goes for Max. But the difference is that I worry about Max more. I worry about his relationships and I worry about bullying because of his disability, but I find that the people I should be able to trust the most fail on him. Here I am crying because I’m worried about what 6th grade means for him, and he gets publicly humiliated tonight, and I did nothing. Read more…








