|Sat 16 Apr 2022 @16:46|
the moon is full, the boy is resting, the in-laws chat with Boo post Seder festivities. I note that I’m quite the usual scott – anxious annoyed worried weary over it attentive and learning hoping hopeful here.
The potential observations from those who were in my place – it’s a soft wondering, I sense good, hopeful comments. which – yay.
So many points along the way – in the early days we were focused/distracted by the incredible-ness – like, whoa.
As the months piled on, as other details and observations and – let’s face it, concerns – cropped up – the ride kept going round and round, but the wobbles, the odd vibrations came and went. How many words you ask? Well …
followed by love. love that I never realized would materialize. certainly appropriate but unexpected. I try to be grateful for that each and every day. the routines change and certain call outs fade from the night time off to bed commentary. but I hold no illusion that where we are – how well his life is – is by the grace and kindness of those who love us. Someday I’ll figure out the appropriate words/actions/gifts to show all of y’all.
And so we keep on keeping on, right?