I always thought that once I'd accepted the fact that difficult child was different that life would move along much as it alway has. I always thought that finally I was over the disappointment of the fact that life would not be the same as others his age, that maturity would take longer, that he would finish high school later, that he would lag behind his peers as he matured. I get it, I accept it.....but, every once in a while I feel my heart stings tug just a little bit, sigh.......... I feel a tear well up inside, deep inside and I send it back to where it came from. This June has been tough on me, I seem to be fighting back more tears this time around. All the children that started Kindergarten with difficult child are graduating and moving on to bright futures this June and difficult child still has two more years to go to graduate but, he will graduate. I am proud of him, don't get me wrong. He has come so far in his lifetime it's just that right now, at this moment, it's hit me yet again, that he is different and may never become a mature, independent man in his own right.