09/11/2026
Today was a hard day.
Every year it seems to get much more difficult. It’s not the specific date but more so what occurs on it.
Lucas’ renewal for county services, always scheduled for the first week of school. It’s best to complete it as soon as possible. There are so many moving parts and approvals that take time. Being at the hands of a government agency has its struggles.
Usually, a visit to our home but more recently a phone call. I’ve learned I can request a specific assessor. The names listed in my phone ready for when the scheduler calls. I find some comfort talking to the same person.
This call is not meant to sing Lucas’ praises, more so his difficulties. It’s hard because there are so many amazing things about my blonde haired blue eyed boy that I love to share. But his challenges are not typical and listing them outloud gives him the services he and our family needs.
The call usually lasts an hour. There are some laughs but mostly deep breaths amongst the endless questions. Today, the assessor gave me a pep talk and acknowledged how hard this was for me.
As Lucas grows older and his differences much more apparent I know it’s not going to get any easier. But I’ve learned to give myself grace.
Today, after that phone call, I didn’t expect much from myself. I just waited for my boy to return on the yellow bus. He hopped right off, a huge toothy grin with a story to tell me. Nothing about his school day but about his recent fishing trip with Grandpa.
Calling me Mommy and grabbing my hand, even through the hard, I know I’m blessed.
