Let's just say trauma stinks. I hate what it does to my child's brain. I hate that it turns things that should be good and fun into something anxiety-producing and detestable. I hate that it robs children of their childhood.
That said, we've come around another corner and due to some out-of-the box decisions, life is good again. Or at least as good can possibly be. I'll take that.
Sorry if this is cryptic. But it is also true that as children get older, it becomes more difficult to share the hard stuff. Just know that life was hard. Decisions were made and discussions were had. Life is better again. Just don't be expecting birthday pictures from the celebration of the last family member to have a birthday this year.
Yes, I'm disappointed, too. But some things are more important.