I've always had in my mind that seven would be THE age. During her seventh year Grace would walk. Oh I wasn't expecting full-on wind sprints, but I was convinced she would be able to walk only with a little help from her canes. We had done everything right. Therapies, conductive education, surgeries, botox, e-stim, gyrostim and more therapies (we even did craniosacral...not a fan) and I can probably tell you about every neuro-specialist in the DFW area. You name it, we have done it or at least researched it extensively. We didn't have anything in writing from "an expert", but it had been hinted that seven might be the time and I took that suggestion and held on tightly.
Well Grace is seven, actually almost seven 3/4. She will be eight in August. Seven has been good in so many ways...a great year a school, new friends, song leader at church, and much more. But I have to admit I've had a bit of wind taken out of my sail and I've had to be more realistic about things. I've had to come to terms that there was never really a magic number and that walking may never really happen. However, I will never stop hoping... and praying...maybe the number is 8.
And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us. Romans 5:5
2 comments:
Fourteen sounds twice as strong as seven. As long as she can get around before she heads off to college. She is so blessed and so strong and continues to astound me!! And one day our kids will soar on eagles wings. Blessings to your family.
Jo
Hugs to you and your family!! I'm so excited to see that you're still blogging every now and then because I've been wondering about Grace. :) I'm not sure if you remember me, but I've started a blog of my own now. My CP affects me differently than hers but I can really relate...I know what it's like to be the only one in a set of triplets with a disability, and it's hard sometimes. I'm rooting for you guys!
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