Parenting a child with disablities means putting aside the dreams and hopes you had for your "normal" child. But sometimes it also means dreams come true. They might look a bit different than the first ones you had, but they are made even more meaningful because of all the tears.
I cheered at my son's soccer game. I cried just a tiny bit, with joy and disbelief. And when he scored a goal, ran out to the middle of the field and cried "cockle doodle doo!" My heart cheered with him.
Friday, April 24, 2009