The 4 C's: I didn't Cause it, I can't Control it and I can't Cure it but I can learn to Cope... Eleanor Longden on voices: “a sane reaction to insane circumstance.” My son was diagnosed in 2011 with paranoid schizophrenia. He's currently 23. My observations as a caregiver without the pretty bows!
My Baby Boy (Poem)
MY BABY BOY
I have not always been
I have not always been the
mother that I always dreamed of being.
I have not wiped every
tear or soothed every sorrow.
I have made a lot of
I have stumbled along the
I have lost my way more
times than I can count.
I remember the day you
were born and how my heart filled with love for you.
I remember the tears of
joy not only in my eyes but in your Daddy's eyes as well.
I remember being in awe of
the wonder that you are as you were placed in my arms that very first time.
As a child you were mischievous,
stubborn, fearless, cute, lovable and so much more.
As a young man you are
still all of these things.
You may not see how often
my eyes fill with tears of pride.
You may not know how often
my heart overflows with love for you.
You may not know that I do
see all the wonderful things that you are.
We will not always agree.
We will not always have the same
We will not always be travelling
the same road.
I will do my best to be open-minded
when we don't see eye to eye.
I will do my best to support you
in whatever you decide to be.
I will do my best to guide you as
you follow your own path.
Since the day you were born you
have and always will be one of my greatest accomplishments.
I know that you are
growing up but you will always be my baby boy.