To share or not to share

After my latest attack I have been left wondering if I even want to blog or discuss my life at all online. After plenty of consideration I have decided to continue. I have recieved numerous e-mails and comments over the past few years from New parents. That is one of main reasons for sharing our Journey. I don't sugar coat our lives I keep it real. Life isn't always easy but whose life is?? I remember being so afraid and alone after Tristan was born. It was the message boards and blogs that helped me through the first few years. In the end the few awful people out there can't win. I am not sure why I let it weigh on my heart so heavily but I have been really upset by this. I think the main reason is I am super sensitive right now. I am in the process of registering Tristan for kindergarten. I am going to send him out there to a school where he will be one of the few children that are different. Although he has been in Early intervention Preschool since he was 18 months old. This just isn't the same. Tristan has been lucky enough to have the same Educator every year and she is the best. I am really sad because in a few months we will have to say goodbye. I am not sure if I could have made it through the past few years without her. She is a wonderful educator and has been such a huge support for me. It is on to a new place and new people. Although I feel certain that there will be awesome supportive people at the new school I can't help but feel afraid. I often hear people say "Change is good" I'm not feeling it right now. Note to self: keep reading your favorite poem and smile because it's going to be just fine



ROAD LESS TRAVELED

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth

Then took the other as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet, knowing how way leads onto way
I doubted if I should ever come back

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood
And I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference


Robert Frost