A-words: Acceptance

A-Words: the Anxiety Series

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things I can,
And wisdom to know the difference.

 I need to accept the things I cannot change.  Mr. Sensitive’s diagnosis.  Little Miss Adorable’s diagnosis. I cannot change their DNA.  I cannot cure Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy or Prader-Willi Syndrome.  I know this.

I need the courage to change the things I can.  I can make life richer and focus on quality of life, rather than ‘Chasing Normal.’ If I celebrate the little things, the big things fall into place.

Sometimes this means saying ‘no’ to too much stuff, too many appointments, and too much work.  I feel a life with less in it leaves room for more –more time with the kids, more time to cook healthy food, more time to enjoy life.

Sometimes the only thing I can change is my mind – I can find happiness in watching my son play with other kids in a doctor’s waiting room.  If I appreciate his happiness I will be happier.

I need to kvell over my children’s laugher, tears, and miracles.

I love the word kvell – Merriam Webster tells us the word “kvell” is derived from Yiddish “kveln,” meaning “to be delighted,” and before that implied “to take pride in or rejoice.”  Kvell is verb meaning “to be extraordinarily proud or rejoice,” often parents over kvell over their child’s accomplishments.

I am hoping for the wisdom to know the difference.

How do I know what I can change and what I can’t if I don’t try?

I can kvell over the little things in life.  Then the big things fall into place.

More articles in the A-words series:

A-words: Anxiety

A-words: Advice

and F-words

Facebook and Canoes – What’s important?

F*ck French Immersion and Chasing Normal

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About Angela

Super-powered, Special Ed teacher and special needs mama to FOUR (!) children with an assortment of special needs; including Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy and Prader Willi Syndrome. Our family features a heavy dose of good ol' ADHD). I blog about our halfpastnormal life.
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