I keep waiting for a child to show up who talks and eats more than chicken. He's not coming for a while....I have a sweet little guy who is affectionate, independant (as a kid like him can be) and inquisitive (in his own way) about the world. He looks like a regular child (till he starts flapping and posturing and making his noise. )
I cried for the first time a bit the other night. I am trying to be strong and believe that God will re-route this boy's brain. He is not dying, he has a high IQ, he is beautiful to gaze upon and lovely to hug and kiss...why am I grieving?????? Because I want a "normal" child. I feel God is forgetting about us down here...where's MY miracle? I am tired of smiling for the world to be a good witness. I am tired, scared, and sad.
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