Wouln't You Know It?

You would. I know you would.

I could probably tell you all I have learned over the last two weeks and you, if you could understand as I have would, no doubt, look at me and say, "So what?"

Mom

All Is Well

No matter what, kiddo, All really is well.

Your dad and I used to refer to some people as "shiny happy people." The people who never had to beg for scrubs at TCH or mop up blood in the public restroom or drive you downtown wondering each moment if you were choking or not. I was so scared. You were so fragile and there was no protocol to follow for you. We wanted desperately to be one of the shiny happy people, but it was not to be.

You are unique and we actually have proof!

Every time I see you, I am amazed at how you keep trying and keep trying and seem to have no fear of what could happen to you. You abound with joy and love and want to share it with other people regardless of who they seem to be. You seem to know when they need it. If I hadn't given birth to you myself and wasn't familiar with every hair on your head, I would swear you were an angel. At least you are mine. I love the soft touch of your skin and your crazy hair and the way you grin. I am almost sad to see how that little grin might change with all the teeth you've been losing lately.

I took Squib to his Speech eval today. It was interesting and, just as I thought, he is behind pretty much globally. What an irony that I was discouraged over the results yet he can out talk you in two seconds flat. He is frustrated in a way that you used to be and I imagine can still be at school, but I worry, Beanstalk. Is he as resilient as you? He's so emotional, yet has no language to express it. It's funny, but I used to hope he would always look out for you, but now I find myself wishing you were around to look after him. To communicate to him as only you can that All is WELL.

It is hard to trust God with you, but He, of course, seems to be doing a wonderful job. I trust Him explicitly and so should you, but as always it is your decision in whom to place your trust.

I love and miss you, but will see you soon!

Happy Pizza-Eating,

Mommy