Weston's birthday was yesterday -- he's 8 now. All things "birthday" are wonderful in Weston's world--he's all about them...the song, the cake & ice cream, the party hats, and the presents. His only regret is that it's only one day -- saying goodnight, he tells me, "happy birthday, again, morning?"
I found his birthday this year somewhat bittersweet though. It's a day that reminds me of what could have been...that's not a place I like to dwell often or spend much time, but as a parent I think it's only normal, just kinda heartbreaking everytime you go there. When I look back, I know Weston's come so far, and I know there's more inside him if we can find the right mode to allow him to show us. But I'm also reminded of how far we have to go, what fundamental, functional things we still need to learn and that clock keeps ticking...
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