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 all want to be accepted for who we are in this life. Right?
As a special needs mom, I want this for my son. ACCEPTANCE. I have never seen him so excited than this very day (other than at church) Ha Ha! Some of Brent’s classmates, his teacher and coach, all came over to our home, as well as the local newspaper, and presented him with a team jersey. Go Lions!
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?