I can’t believe that it’s been five years since I held him in my arms. He ran to Jesus at 8:30pm this very night. I believe he would have skipped over the crawling and/or walking stage as he entered Heaven and just took off running. Fourteen years of being a paraplegic, I definitely would.I can just hear the shouting as he entered the gates.
Life has a way of lifting you up in the most exciting times and tear you down in some of the most horrific times. Some say it’s whatever road you choose to follow. Whether good or bad, YOU choose! I think that God somehow, someway saw fit that He chose me for this specific unique life with my boys.
We are definitely battling with the feeding tube on a daily basis. But, what’s new? I was sitting here pondering on how long it has been that I learned how to work with feeding tubes and I have to say that I am a genius! haha. It has been 18 years. What is up with that? I should have a medical degree of some sort by now. Don’t you agree?