Perspective

This is just a personal rant. For a long time now I have had these thought floating in my head and I need them out, so here it goes. I follow an Autism blogger. She has a daughter who is just a year younger than Daniel, she is a very popular blogger, and has even met with the President. Now before I start I don't mean to offend, and I don't want to minimize anyone's situation, we are all fighting our own battles but sometimes I feel like I was handed a larger one. She blogs about all the things her girl struggles with and all the new achievements. I love reading it and can almost always relate to what she is going through. However lately I feel as though I always find myself thinking if he only had Autism it wouldn't be so hard, or if it was only FA, but he has both and together it is hard. Why does my boy have to struggle both physically and mentally? In a way Autism has sheltered him from the stares and comments of others so he has been oblivious about what others think of him. However he could talk to them and make friends easier if he wasn't Autistic. I keep thinking, this blogger needs to quit whinnying that her kid is Autistic, because at least that's all she is. Mine struggles with everything, physically, emotionally, and academically. I'm not trying to whine and I don't mean to complain I just feel like sometimes Daniel was given more than he should have to endure, I know he will come out stronger and an amazing person but it's hard to watch. And because the worst thing wrong is not autism, it's a life shortening disease, it makes it hard to read her blog. As his mother I want to protect him, to take away his pain, to understand how he feels, to change his condition, to relieve the heart aches, and to ease his worried mind, but I can't and it hurts. I am getting just a small glimpse of what our Heavenly Father must have felt watching his son suffer, and watching us struggle through life. He wants to bless us, he wants to help us, but sometimes he must let us struggle and hurt so we can become stronger, better, and painfully grow into what he wants us to be.