You are my everything, You give me purpose

2015 has proven to be a tough year with many ups and downs.  It's been 15 straight weeks of crying and I see no light at the end of the tunnel.  My days grow longer and my nights are nearly non-existent.  My mind struggles to find peace and balance and the anxiety grows at an exponential rate.

At the end of the day, I'm not sure I can even fathom what the future holds.  Some people take it years, days, or hours at a time.  I'm down to just seconds.  I struggle to believe that god doesn't give you more than you can handle.

At the same time, I sit and stare in silence and can't imagine life without you.  You are my everything.

YOU GIVE ME PURPOSE.  

I put my two feet on the ground each day because I know you need me.  I'm giving it all I've got.

You look like a movie, You sound like a song......

We're knee deep into Ashley's first year in middle school and it feels like a horror movie that won't end. We keep trying to run from the scary negative parts that come with a transition so big and unknown but we can't escape.  The worst part is experiencing something so traumatic and scary and not having the balls to talk about it or feeling like it's judgement day if you do speak up.

Who wants to hear how your life is not perfect or how hard middle school is for your child; the homework is overwhelming, and the thought of college for your kid seems hopeless.  Everyday you're expected to wake up and be your best self yet.  Yet, everyday for the past 13 weeks -- all I've done is cry.  Cried at the hopelessness I feel, cried that I didn't have the patience I needed every day to remain calm, cried that my child had so much anxiety about a place that use to be the one sure thing that put a smile on her face, and cried because I had no idea how to make any of this better.

I've put my crying eyes on my husbands shoulders so many times this past thirteen weeks that I've lost count.  And every time, he holds me tighter than the time before and tells me everything will be ok and every time I cry a little harder.

So why is it that I feel ashamed or sad to express the hardship and horror our family is experiencing? I think the hardest part is that a lot of the things we're experiencing is because of mental neurological challenges that are not seen by the eye or that we've been judged by many for the last 7 years, it's really our own fault we have these challenges, or the fact that I shouldn't be sad or complaining because there are people who have it far worse.

In our house, many days mimic a roller coaster ride:  we are on top of the world and then at moments notice experience the steepest lows and are even flipped upside down not knowing where we're going next.  My house is a constant mess.  The old milk-filled-bowls remind me of the sadness I had two nights before, the drink next to my computer reminds me of the numerous hours spent working on my photography business, and the papers from school piled together with gym clothes remind me of the anxiety our family experiences with having a daughter with academic challenges in the public school setting.

All of these visual images store as photographs in my head that serve as a constant reminder of the adversity we face on a daily basis.

"Sometimes People Forget Their Own Greatness" - Jason Mraz

I've heard it a million times before, "Life moves faster the older you get."  As I age it becomes more clear just how fast life appears to be moving.  It's been over a year since our last family blog post and although I've thought of many things to write about, nothing has transpired.

So another AMAZING summer has past and I quickly realize how awesome and precious this warm season really is to me.  Our summers are spent planning and spending as much time together as possible while still maintaining a healthy balance financially and professionally.  The great part about being an entrepreneur is that you can control most of the hours in your day or at least modify them.  There are exceptions to every rule but you get what I'm saying.

This summer, we planned minimal camps for our little one, an outpatient surgery, a few short vacations and a BIG trip leaving a lasting impression on us and an official time stamp in our memory.  We started off by attending Volleyball and Basketball camp and then an overnight camp at the nearby youth camping grounds.  Shortly after, we planned an elaborate visit to Ireland to visit old friends and meet new friends.  Little did we know it would be the trip that changed our family's life forever.

I tear up reflecting on the big changes that came with our visit to Ireland and have to tell myself everyday since this trip that -- "Sometimes People Forget Their Own Greatness."  Sometimes being a parent makes you lose yourself and change who you are to cope, adapt and appease your surroundings.  After time, you don't even realize you've changed and you forget how great you are.  Parents, friends and family tell you what you want to hear vs. what you need to hear.  So as we journeyed on an adventure of a lifetime and our first time to Europe, we also took a step outside our comfort zone and attacked the big beast in the room -- CONTROL or the lack of it.

I learned very valuable parenting skills and how to use them in various settings.  I was so amazed and cried at night wondering why no one had ever shown me this before.  In my mind, I have been doing the best that I can each and every day.  I'd read self help books, motivational books, talked to counselors, doctors and other parents and all I ever needed besides you're a great parent was THIS IS HOW YOU CAN BE A BETTER PARENT.

The trip was definitely the highlight of the summer and I can't believe at age 10, our little one put her first overseas trip under her belt.  After our return from Ireland, we continued our traditional summer trips to Fiesta Texas, Sea World, and also joined Lifetime Fitness, where we worked out and frequented the pool on days when Fiesta Texas had lines too unbearable to stand in.

Ashley continued Kumon and although tough at times, muscled through the hardest days and slowly bridged the gap on reading and math.

John and I saw Sound Garden in concert and ventured to L'auberge for our wedding anniversary.  Ashley spent her first sleepover at Mimi and Herkie's without us!  We missed her though, so headed back a day early to sweep her up and head back home.

Summers around here are often jammed packed and make me think back to the days when I was just a child - my parents made sure we always had the best times and made the best out of everything.  To this day, one of my favorite summer memories is a road trip we took as a family.  My cousin Jeff came with us and got sick on the way back from vacation.  We had to pull over a few times and the stories we have -- make me feel like I'm 11 all over again.  Life is about the journey and the relationships we build as we are on our journey and I can't wait to see what next summer's journey will be all about.  Where will we go?  How will we grow?  We shall see!