Why? How many times have I asked my self why me? Not out of pity, but why? When We are out shopping and she starts to tantrum because she heard the word no, I ask myself why me? I see the disapproving glares. When we are out with friends and she refuses to interact and I find myself at the receiving end of advice and comparable stories. I can feel the tension, the uneasiness that hangs in the air... I ask myself why me? When I refuse invitations to attend gatherings or I find myself rearranging my schedule as to avoid going out to the store. All because her behavior is unpredictable, and I'm not sure how she'll cope. It all leaves me exhausted. At the end of the day I ask myself the question why me? But as I fall asleep I know the answer. Because I can. Because I will never give up. Because deep down I know she is capable and if she is so am I. I can take on this special task, I will support her and encourage her, and I love her through life. I will do everything I can to make sure she can reach her maximum potential. I will do everything I can for my family. Why me? Why not!
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