With special needs my hardest part was not knowing the future and the why why why. The days and years went slowly. The mental exhaustion was always there. I wrote poetry and then lost them when I moved 5 years ago…. Sometimes I cling to the very old song about heaven that says “I’ll ask the questions, He’ll tell me why, when we talk it over, in the by and by”. I hold on to those words.
That’s beautiful, Kay. Thank you for those words and that hymn. Love you and Artie.
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