Normal
Life is made up of peaks and valleys - high points and low points. With my situation, I have plateaus and valleys with my daughter now. Times when there is at least an illusion of stability (or no word at all) and utter chaos. It has been a very long time since I have had any peaks with her, but I don't stop hoping we will have them again someday. Instead, I relish those plateaus and when I am in the valley, remind myself that we won't remain there forever.