Adjusting To The New Normal
It had been a hard day for our seventh-grade son. Many days were. As Luke adjusted to living with epilepsy, his brain had constant “spikes” of abnormal electrical activity. They interfered with normal processing. And further, the medicine that prevented bodily seizures also slowed down his processing speed. So subjects that used to come easily were now huge challenges. He had to learn to read again. To learn on his own what other kids learned in class. To keep his motivation up while working twice as hard for worse grades, often wrestling through simple homework long after others were done for the day.
He rarely complained. But there were moments when the dam broke. When he felt stupid. When the long road in front of him hurt his heart. And his tears hurt ours.
On this particular day, I felt so helpless to know how to encourage him. But then Jeff put his arm around our son’s shaking shoulders and said, “Bud, do you remember that movie we saw last week, Cinderella Man?”
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