So here we go again with our M. This time it's more difficult for me because I'm not in her presence to reassure her she is perfect in our eyes, in the eyes of God. To just give a confronting hug to ease her anxiety. God made her eyes for tweaking so she could go into the world and show--see there world, nothing can stop me. All M's struggle will, or have, made her a more compassionate person. She knows how to jump the hurdles of life. She will take that trait into her one day classroom, where heartfelt understanding is a key tool.
My M is resting. I am right by her side, and I'm not going anywhere.