We started on our trek home today. Since we’re driving back, and not flying, it’s going to take three days, instead of three hours.
As Namine gets older, she gets ever more independent. But even as she grows, learns, and develops, the little things she says and does remind us that she is our little love. She is God’s gift to us, and we treasure her more each day.
Every so often, I’ll come across a post or a tweet from other special needs folks that will inspire a post of its own here on our site. In this case, it was a retweet from Barbara of TherExtras: “How do you communicate with your child with no words?” To be fair, the author of the original tweet has a nonverbal child – unlike Namine, who was merely delayed in her speech because of the trach and jaw issues. Since all of these issues have been resolved, Namine can learn to speak, and she is. But it wasn’t so long ago when things were different.
I had an interesting thing happen to me on Friday. Of course I didn’t get to talk about it because more important things happened. But Namine is doing better now, so I can bring it up. Anyway, this reminded me how being the parent of a special needs child has changed me. It has shaped and formed me, as a person, in ways that might never have happened otherwise.