Tuesday is the BIG day around here, the first day of school.
Both boys will have teachers they already know which makes the transition a
little easier. I had the opportunity to sit down with Mac’s teacher and
principal on Friday to talk a little bit about his special needs as he
transitions back into school. Any anxiety I had was quickly put to rest after
speaking with them. The whole St. Margaret School community has gone above and
beyond to make sure both boys have everything they need to be successful in the
upcoming year. We will continue to take
it one day at a time since there is no road map of what to expect from Mac or
Liam.
Although I am excited for them to start the new year and try
to get back some normalcy in their lives I am a little nervous for myself. I
think about how this time last year I was putting the final preparations
together for my own classroom and looking forward to meeting my class. Once
school starts I will have a lot of free time on my hands. It seems now whenever
I have a few minutes at home alone I use them to get my emotions out and cry. I
just do not want to be overcome by this sadness for all that Mac and Liam have
lost over the last 8 months. I would
never choose this life for myself or anyone else but feel like as long as I do
not live “angry” all the time I can get by. I just hate this life for my boys.
They deserve so much better. They deserve to always have “good days” like most
7 and 9 year olds. They deserve to have a mother who doesn’t smile to hold back
her tears every day. They deserve to
have a family that can talk about plans for a future without a black cloud
hovering over all the time. I just wish I could give them what they deserve. I
know what is happening is not a reflection on our parenting or anything that is
in our control, but I think all parents want better for their kids than what
they had for themselves. It is hard realizing I cannot give that to my kids
because they have already seen, heard, and felt too much! I am forever grateful
for the fact that Mac is doing so amazingly well but most days feel like it is
not good enough for him.
We will never know
what caused this cancer or how long Mac had lived with it before it was found.
We will never understand why there are so little resources and funding for
these little heroes that smile and laugh through their horrific journeys. But I
do know it has forever changed me and my entire family. I only wish I could say it was for the better.
Mac is scheduled for his next MRI on September 5th.
Please keep him in your prayers.
Thank you for following and allowing me to get out my
thoughts and feelings.