O.K. can I cry now?

We left just shy of 2p.m. and just pulled in the door at 4:44. Well after the terrifying trek through the city on the freeway i made it to Dash Hawks appointment on time. I am so tired and I'm not sure why but I feel like I need a good cry.
I took the tiger eye necklace set that the woman requested. She loved it and also another tiger broach. She forgot her check book so I'll get paid on Thursday. It makes me want to just weep to see Gods provision for the gas money to do the trek to the hospital twice a week. This is the second set she has purchased. She also purchased a lanyard.
The girl at the front desk asked to to bring more lanyards on Thursday that another nurse wanted to see them. I wanted to make that woman a pair of earrings to match the lanyard she bought and forgot. I keep forgetting to thank her for all her support. I think that is why I wanted to cry. It is just not my heart to be so forgetful.
I spoke to the therapist and we think that we will need to keep this up during the school year to help Dash Hawk to be able to say "sh" it sounds like an "s" when he says it and its her or the public school.
I choose her, her help is much more desirable he gets a half and hour two times a week. Public school he would be lucky to get 15 min. once a week. That mean folks I just got the news that it is required of me to pull up from within me a long stint of trips to the city. ON SCHOOL DAYS! RUSH HOUR TRAFFIC! It is what is required to give Dash the best chance for a normal life. Little Dove is tired of it and complains a lot.

I awoke to a dream this morning as if I were a child and a boy was interested and liked me , but I could not understand what he was saying. Then some bullie kids teased him. I wanted to punch them out but I knew that that would only make it worse. For a girl to defend a boy to other boys would demascalate him, then I awoke. I went for a walk this early a.m. Dash joined me. I tried to share my heart toward helping him to speak his best.
He gave me a real hard time at therapy and Little Dove became jealous of Dash getting therapy attention and grabbed dashes mouth. I had to correct them and restore enough peace to get Dash into his session. He waisted 10 precious minutes with a bent attitude. I feel worn out!

On a good note we think Dash wont have to have a surgery this fall. I will have to prep him for the amplifiers and microphone for the first grade he is really ticked off about it. I am sad.
Little dove needs to get back into Occupational therapy she is digressing and I am overwhelmed. O.T. is 23 miles one way from here in the other direction than Dash's apt in the city (23miles one way).
I sold $57. worth of jewelery today so I can cover gas. God's provision is good.
I don't feel so much like crying now
thanks