“Appears disinterested or unaware of other people and what’s going on around her.”
“Prefers not to be touched, held, or cuddled.”
“Socially indifferent. Doesn’t play with others or share interest and enjoyment.”
These words once described her social difficulties.
Yesterday my friend and babysitter extraordinaire – Laura! – took Rhema and Hope to visit her family. Her sister just had a new baby, sweet Lisa Joy. Laura texted me the play by play:
“She’s totally checking out the baby… so cute!”
“She doesn’t want to leave my sister’s side!”
“She just kept running her hand over the baby’s forehead and checking everything out!”
*Dear Mama, I know what it’s like standing at the bottom of that mountain. Being stuck in the mire of assessments and diagnoses, discouragement and heartache, catastrophes, endless days and sleepless nights – with seemingly little or no progress to show. Please take my word for it. There is a lifting. There is hope to be found. Growth will come. One day you turn around and realize how far you’ve climbed together, how God hauled you up. And the things you could never have imagined… happen.
Thank you Laura, Lisa, and Lisa Joy.