Here it is: so my folks invited us to go to Florence for a week to celebrate my mom’s big birthday which is coming up in January. Isn’t that awesome? So why do I feel bad? Why is everything a thing? Well, they are not including my boys. I love the idea of going to Europe, Earl has never been there before and it is a great offer. The boys aren’t invited. Ok, they are young,but didn’t they take me to Europe when I was 10? There was an elephant in the room, why wasn’t anyone acknowledging this? I wish they would’ve just said, no we can’t take Bryan, we can’t handle it, it’ s too much for us, and it won’t work well. Just SAY it, don’t pretend like we don’t know why he isn’t invited. I know their offer is from the heart, and I know they want to give me a break too. I guess it will always sting when it hits in the face that guess what, my kid is not a typical boy, and he can’t do everything. I know the issue is mine, but when does the hurting stop? You go along thinking, hey, things are good, he’s making progress, we got this. Then WHACK guess what, he’s not a typical boy, stop acting like everything is ok. It’s not ok. It sucks and my heart hurts every day that my boy is not perfect. He is warm and smart and sweet, and yes, no one is perfect, but still.