For the longest time when asked how we are doing, the best we could say was ok. We weren't terrible, but we weren't good either. A lot of days were bad. Some were terrible days when Abby was not cooperating and I just wanted to cry all day. Those days have been happening less and less. There are still bad days, but they don't seem to be quite as severe or happen as often as they did at first.
Lately when asked how I'm doing, I have been able to truthfully say good. Most days I am pretty good. I'm feeling good. I'm happy. I have fun. We are learning to live with the pain and enjoy life in the midst of it.
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