My mom has MS. Words that have become part of my identity. They are now an element of my family and an element of my life. When I processed these words in my head for the first time I didn’t know the perfect way to react. I still don’t know the perfect way to react.
No one writes an instruction manual to help you deal with the words. I wish they did. Instead I am making it up as I go along, trying to do give myself lessons day by day, trying to deal with this day by day. Some days I do really good, some days I do really bad, some days I give myself an A+ and some days I give myself an F. I was a good student when I was in school. I studied hard and I made good grades. But this test I am now being given everyday, this class I am now enrolled in everyday, I didn’t register for it. I didn’t get a syllabus for it. I don’t know how to study for it, how to prepare for it or how to get an A+ in it and that frustrates me to no end.
Everyday my world is the classroom and everyday I am the student. My hope is that through this blog I can become a better student. I can collect my thoughts so when I return to the classroom I am better prepared. I can take a break from this class and enjoy recess.