Her

Very little crushes the spirit like a handicapped child.

Dreams of success and advancement are replaced by resolve and disappointment.

Bitterness lingers and happiness is fleeting, coming in small bursts of reprieve. Just enough to keep you moving, or not.

All your relationships are tarnished. You feel judged and pitied, both. And shame.

As parents, you rally. But time reveals that this race never ends. 

The two of you, you are truly alone, and it’s hard not to blame each other.

The other child, the normal one, is greatly affected. There’s nothing you can do about that. 

Eventually he’ll leave, and you’ll do what you can to expedite that. 

Leaving you there with each other. And her.