In my little corner of the world it is as if we had the blessed miracle with all the wonder and happiness of the savior being born. I am exaggerating, of course, but did have a very good Christmas.
I've been impressed before that my children can show a maturity that gives me reason to admire their thoughts and ideas, but this day they didn't put themselves first but instead looked to the needs of others.
Justin, Jacob and Chelsea helped cook Christmas dinner. They didn't get distracted by movies or anything else going on, but purely helped. Jacob iced some cookies, Chelsea cooked the mashed potatoes, and asparagus, Justin put things in the oven, got them out and was there for everything I needed.
I love my children through good and bad. I like it when it's good.
We've been on a roller coaster trying to get the right medication for my depression and anxiety and to control the voices, delusions, paranoia, and anger for my son. My son is diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder. We will have many "good" months then he will overdose on drugs, go off of his prescription medications or the medications will simply stop working. This website began to try to sort out what was going on with our son. It has continued as I journal on topics sporadically.
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Wednesday, December 29, 2010
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