I had a hard day yesterday…I think it is going to get harder and harder as we get closer to leaving. I cried off and on all day, feeling sad that some people just don’t get it. We are so very fortunate to have Tucker, each day, each activity he masters, each kiss and hug, each and every little thing he does is a testament that miracles happen.
Last night when Tuck and I went to bed—he likes to lay on your arm and snuggle in. He laid down and I instantly smelled his hair, that Tucker smell. I asked him “you ready to fix that heart of yours”, he said “ya ya” shaking his head all the way. “your going to be strong right”, he said “ston” and raised his arm like he was flexing his muscle (not sure where you learned that exactly)…..”I love you sweet boy”….and he said “uv u”….a conversation he acted as though he completely understood.......and maybe he did.
Birthday Number Twelve
1 month ago