i thought my friday was going fairly uneventful until i got a call from one of the guidance counselors in my son's school. she said my son had been agitated since the 2nd period because of all the talks around him about the homecoming dance on saturday.
as i mentioned in an earlier post, these social activities have a big impact on him because it makes him see and realize how different he is from most kids. as any kid would, he feels left out and inadequate. no matter what i say - that being different is not a bad thing, and he is not the only kid who is going through the same things - he still feels crappy about it, and have a hard time seeing the positives in him.
the guidance counselor told me that they think it would be best to send him home, and that officer modrak would drive him home. i thanked her for their help and said i'll be waiting. a few minutes later, she called again and told me that my son refused to go home and wanted to finish the rest of his classes so i said ok.
as expected, when he got home, he was still agravated by the talks about the dance, and had a total meltdown... i just let him be - mope, cry, yell. mope some more, cry some more, yell some more... and i just held him... talked to him in a soft voice telling him that things are not as bad as he sees them... after calming down, he decided to go for a walk. as much as i want him to just stay, i let him...
this is such a long, at times painful, sometimes lonely journey for us. but i am hopeful, and he will be, too...
love. patience. understanding. compassion. prayers. these will get us through...
