Diagnosis, Ella, Special needs parenting


But there I was in that room, at 3:30am, instead of sleeping I sat next to Ella in that very same spot and marveled. I marveled at the room I was in, the same walls I stared at blankly for hours on end while my mind raced just 8 years ago. and I thought about when I was here last. And who I was then. The girl that doesn't exist