You don't know me. You know pieces of my life through this blog. You learn about Boo, laugh with me at Allie-isms. You get a glimpse of life with a child who is special in more ways than one.
But if we passed on the street we might not recognize one another.
One of the hidden treasures of this blog is that I have "met people" from around the world. From Australia to Germany. From Arizona to Alaska. Right here in Massachusetts and close by in Virginia.
Some with children, some who hope every month to become a parent. Others who have that typical child who is frustrates, loves and makes you wonder at what they are dreaming about. The others, like me, who have a different journey. Moms that worry every day if their child will have a seizure. A mom who just had the rug taken out from under her again.
The mom who has a son with CP who surfed for the first time this year. Those of us who have one typical child and one not so typical. (gosh, I am beginning to hate the word typical)
And I consider you all friends. Those with children, those without and everyone in between. Through our triumphs and struggles we share the joy of a first word and the tears of a rough night.
The best part of my day is when I get a private e-mail from one of you. Just to let me know you are there.
We read one another's stories and feel a connection. At least I do. A connection that makes me think, if I could have a dinner party with you we would have the best night.
I know just who will bring the wine (or for some of you the spring water), who will bring the dessert and who will make us laugh until we pee.
So cheers, my blogging friends. I thank you for being a part of our journey and thank you for sharing your own.