For the first time in all our grocery outings, he was focused and tuned in to his surroundings. Rather than coming along for the ride, my boy was a willing co-pilot.
For the first time in all our grocery outings, he was focused and tuned in to his surroundings. Rather than coming along for the ride, my boy was a willing co-pilot.
He did his usual strut across the front lawn on both his legs – even the crooked one that appeared ready to snap in half.
I want to give lectures about what I was forced to call meals as a child and how we don’t get to choose what we want to eat. But, alas, I’m tired. So I plop the Eggos in the toaster and everyone enjoys their morning.
I knew what was coming. I think you do too. Her goodbye that day would be her final one.
Some loved ones are gone because they’re in a better place now. Others are gone because I am.
Had you told me two days earlier that this would have been Christmas, I would have screamed in worried agony. I would have called it a failure and seen my biggest fear become a reality.
If he suddenly stops tomorrow and begins sliding down the chute rather than climbing the ladder, I will still be proud to be his dad.
If you’re busy yelling and screaming about the mistakes you make today, you lose the focus to erase them from the person you are tomorrow.
My non-verbal son isn’t telling me funny tales from his day. Yet, I’ve seen them all grow up. They’re a part of his life and it makes them important to mine.
There’s always a pressing issue that needs his attention in another room.
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