3 Years

Earlier this week Joshua turned 3. It was a bit bittersweet. He is growing older but in many ways he is still like an infant. He is making progress in all areas, slowly but surely but I fear every year he gets older will be a little bittersweet. He's no longer considered a baby, of course he will always be my baby but he still needs me as much as ever. I know I could sugar coat it but I'm not going to. I love him of course but it doesn't make it any easier when he has a birthday and still has so far to go. I wonder if the pain will ever go away, if I will ever feel better about where he is. I worry about the future, every day I worry about it. I try to take one day at a time but I still worry. I am so very proud of him, he has come so far and works so hard for each and every inchstone and milestone. Things the rest of us take for granted. So on this Thanksgiving I will do my best to be thankful that Joshua is healthy, so very healthy and is beating the odds right there. That he is walking! That he is making progress. I know it could be worse and I try to remember that every day. So as you eat your turkey or whatever you will be eating this Thanksgiving. Please be thankful. If you have children who are "typical" please be thankful for that.