Trying To Keep It Real...

One of the things I've tried to do here is be completely honest. This journey is a wild one.. taxing on the mind, body and soul. In the past 3 years we've experienced moments of utter joy and the lowest of lows. Mind numbing weeks without sleep, ferocious illness, jaw dropping tantrums, heartbreaking sadness.. contagious laughter, unconditional love and unforgettable breakthroughs.

Each case has been an important lesson learned (be it about the system itself, compassion or just acknowledging we're a small part of God's bigger plan). Each child a beautiful blessing in our lives.

This past week was long and emotional but ended happily on a good note.. Literally! Little Buddy got a note sent home by the Principal with an awesome attaboy! How cool is that? We celebrated last night by letting him stay up late and watching Toy Story.

We've had our struggles.. it's not always butterflies and bubbles. Not by a long shot. Our little guy is dealing with grief and loss (amongst other things) and the issues typically come out in behaviours. You know, those naughty ones. The good news is it's nothing off the charts, we're equipped to handle them and boy howdy, do we relish the good moments when they come along!

If we knew in 2007 what we know now (the trials and tribs that have been this journey) we still wouldn't have it any other way. I can't imagine not having the honor of knowing and loving Jack, Jill, Mannie, Little Miss Sunshine, JuneBug, Little Buddy or SweetPea. The memories we carry of them in our hearts and souls are irreplaceable and worth every tear shed.

For Real.