Scared.

You can put many other labels on what I'm feeling if you'd like. Worry. Anxiousness. Concern. It all boils down to fear.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared.

Scared of what the future holds for O. Scared about how his peers will treat him. Scared about how adults who don't know him will respond. Scared about the possibility that family will treat him differently. Scared that I will treat him differently. Scared about the challenges he will face. Scared because I can't fix this for him. Scared that people will treat me differently. Scared that people will think it was something I did, something my husband did.

How can I not worry about what the future holds for my sweet little boy.