It's A Gift And A Curse

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Mama me…

Joined that birthday girl…for some homework-doing…she…a new grad student…eager to finish up some pending projects…

Admired that computer of hers…the menagerie of stickers…telling…a story…

Her story…lover of Spongebob…crocs…Bob’s Burgers…strong in faith…collector of meerkats…spreads sunshine…like confetti…

And then…there’s Monk…a family favorite TV show…that quirky detective…with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder…annoyingly fastidious…

Loved the show…yet…hated the show…creates awareness about OCD…yet focuses only…on the stereotype…

There is so much more…to OCD…than wanting things neat and tidy…or being afraid of germs…it truly is…a gift…and a curse…

And so we celebrate…that girl of mine…blessed…with OCD…diagnosed…at the age of 8…and support her…in her quest to create awareness…that OCD…is more…so much more…than that stereotype…

Because one thing this talented gal of mine is not…is neat…and tidy…

But she is…a warrior…an OCD warrior…
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And that warrior of mine…would be the first…to agree…