Today was one of those days. One of those wonderful, beautiful days when I know, without a doubt, that regardless of how hard it can be or how long it takes, it's worth it.
During his physical therapy session his therapist, Shannon said, "let's see what he does with a walker." She found one, although a bit large for him, in their stash of adaptive paraphernalia. He was uncertain at first but Shannon didn't give in to his objection.
Tears came to my eyes at the glorious sound of his little feet step, step, stepping on the tile.
He is so proud. I am so proud. It's moments like this and the feeling it brought to my heart that trump all the difficult moments. I remember exactly what it is that we are fighting for. That smile is worth every grueling moment that we have put into getting here.
God is good, all the time
Let us not grow weary in well doing, for in due season we will reap if we faint not