I am waiting.

I keep waiting for it to get easier.   Easier to watch Abby fall down a set of stairs in front of her school (very minor fall).  I keep waiting for my my heart to not sink when I realize Abby can't see me.  There are many times I forgot my daughter is visually impaired.  Then like a splash of cold water I am reminded.  Its always the same sad crushing feeling.

I love introducing my children to great art. Abby had her 6th birthday at a local art museum and it was a great party.  We also made a trip to another art museum in late spring were Abby loved sketching what she saw. It was so wonderful to watch her develop an appreciation of art. She noticed the details and the beauty.   Thats something that was taken from her.  Her ability to visually enjoy details.  It breaks me.

Abby enjoying art February and April of this year.

It will get easier right?