It Gets Better

[skysidhe]

If I was ever a misfit as a kid I didn't know it. I had a great childhood with my set of friends and so many experiences I treasure. As a young adult I went into human services, spend my career helping the disabled,helped my son fight through his autism like sensory issues, and not very well because he had to deal with his mom's handicaps. Now that he has pretty much a handle on things my mom get's Alzheimer's. I am tired,burn't out, kaput. I keep reminiscing about my childhood which scares me. I want to be reminiscing now about good things that happen now. In my bad moments I tell myself ,it will get better sometime before I die, or not. During my good moments I tell myself it's just life life balancing out. If that is the case then my son is going to have one hell of a good next 40 years.