Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Perfect to Me

I  never claimed my kids were perfect. They're not. But no one is, really. Just like everyone else, they have their good days and their bad. I've more than once yelled, screamed and cried out of sheer frustration because nothing I do or say seems to get through to them. This sure as shit has not been an easy journey.

Sometimes they use what they've learned.Most of the time, it takes some serious repetition and demonstration to get something to stick. They often stumble in their attempts to get it right, because they only want to please and tend to rush and forget things. But they don't give up. And for every trip and fall, and there have been more than a few, they pick themselves up, dust themselves off, and try even harder. I could only hope to have even half of their determination and perseverance.

My kids aren't perfect. But they are fighters, and they don't let anything get in their way. They do everything they can to make their place in this world and I couldn't be more proud of them.

They are perfect to me.


Peace and Love

Mrs. Ceda





3 comments:

  1. Love it...my son has autism...the struggle is real, it take a SUPER MOM to do what we do...hold your head up high!❤

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