Just Gratitude #3

I am thankful for my son.  The first time I saw him on the ultrasound screen, my whole world changed and the way I see the world changed.  A helpless little human now depended on me.  And I realized that all the people I would see each day, even the strangers, were more like me than I imagined.  Everyone is someone’s son or daughter.   Yes, that sounds so ridiculously obvious; but to actually feel it with all your being and experience it is something amazing.  There are no words to fully express it.  My son is now sixteen years old and, without knowing it, he reminds everyday that there’s more to the world than meets the eye or the mind.  

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About Claudia

Hi!! My name is Claudia. Blogging is sort of a creative/therapeutic activity for me. I blog about being a wife, mother, student, caseworker, and simply being human through photography, words, music, and blog challenges. Mental illness has also been part of my life, so you'll sometimes find mental health and psychology in my posts. I've dealt with anxiety and depression most of my life. And my husband has bipolar disorder. My hope is that I may show readers that it is possible for people to live positive, productive lives despite mental illness, challenges, or frustrations. View all posts by Claudia

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