Suffering

I suffer while it feels like I watch my child suffer on a daily basis. Life is so much for him and his beautiful different brain. Going to the office supply store today turned into a major incident because of some finger page turner thingy-bobs. I wish the finger page turner thingy-bobs didn’t have so much impact on my son, and in effect, on me. But alas, the finger page turner thingy-bobs do in fact impact my son, and therefore they impact me. And it feels like suffering. And it is simply how we move through life and that is the way it is.

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