Day One

I have spent the last few years drowing in appointments, meetings, and paperwork. I have been muddling through life with a severely disabled child. The last eight weeks have nearly killed me. But I survived, and today is the first day of a new chapter in my life and my son's life. I can think clearly and stand tall knowing that he is safe. He is comfortable. And for the first time in his almost ten years on this planet, the sole responsibility of his care does not rest on my grossly under-qualified shoulders.