My daughter has dyslexia. It's not a surprise as both my husband and I have it. It's not something I struggle with now because I've learned how to see things in a way that is functional. Working with the school system was hard though. Many teachers didn't understand and thought it was something to be fixed.
You may think that we're very organized and professional here at Spark and we are. We're also squirrels looking at sparkly things in need of herding. Which is slightly better than being cats. We're just nuts not ego maniacs. Plus we really like nuts....
We've come a long way. This is part four of our series. Thanks for sticking with us. There is nothing easy about losing loved ones. I hope you're collecting your stories and moving forward at your own pace.
When I was a kid, I had a retainer. Which, I threw away. More than once. It was traumatic. Aside from the fact that I had to go through trash (gross cafeteria trash) I also got yelled at by parents who were ready to pull their hair out trying to make me understand the value of the process that I hated.
This has left scars that you can't see.
Many times a day, I stand at the trash and feel a sense of loss that I can't quite explain.
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