When

When will I accept that Daniel has to be the one with the horrible disease? When will I realize that this is what we all have to face everyday of our lives? When will others accept any child with a disability? When will we be able to not fight for more services, they will just be there? When will Daniel crawl? When will he walk? When will he realize that he is different and by that realization be saddened? When will others really realize his difference? When will I stop protecting him/shielding him for the world? When can I breath? When will it not hurt to read a story about another child with disabilities? When will my heart stop aching? When will I stop wanting more for my children? When will this nightmare end?