They tell me that your hate is due to your condition but it still rips me apart. I’m not a perfect person but have tried tirelessly to be the best parent I could be and still all you see is hate in my direction. My love for you could be seen in the efforts to get you involved in any activity that peaked your interest to spending hours way past bedtime taking care of any problem that came your way. During the years I have and continue to have unconditional love through some of your most difficult moments and yet your vision is seeing a whole different canvas. I understand it might take time for a new picture to emerge I just pray that it will occur sooner rather than later and this becomes the one you finally keep on your wall.