Blessings

I'm counting my blessings today.

This photo is of my little son.

He's almost eleven.

He is mostly nonverbal....

notice I didn't say silent.

(I'm smiling as I type this.)

He has been known to flood bathrooms,

break things

and do embarrassing things in public.

Today, as he sat on my floor and I played my itunes for him...

I was struck by how very much I love him.

He is high maintenance.

Sometimes his hijinks's have me wondering what I should do.

And yet...

his smile...

melts my heart.

...he loves sidewalk chalk...

cookies...

silly songs...

pizza...

walking at the parks...

He is a blessing.

...not a liability...

I am glad he's mine.

It is easy to look and see the problems.

Sometimes, when I am discouraged,

I have felt unequal to the effort it takes.

My little guy is my biggest challenge.

and...

quite likely my biggest blessing.

Today, I as I sit here,

I am saying a prayer.

One of thanks.

For the woman I have become,

because of my son.

I pray that I will be given the strength

to continue to be the mother he deserves,

the one he needs.

I hope for you,

that when you have challenges,

you will be blessed,

as you find a way to do what you need to do.