Today, my 18 year old said to me that he wishes that he "lived" on the moon.
"There's no gravity there!" This statement tugs on my heartstrings because he
has muscular dystrophy and his muscles are too weak to manage his body weight
and gravity is one of his enemies. He went on to say many more things about the
advantages but I couldn't really get away from that statement. You see, every
now and then I am reminded that my son has many obstacles to face on a daily
basis. I guess I don't always see them because I am somewhat used to his inability
to do physical things, yet I don't always realize that it doesn't mean he wouldn't
want to. He is such a trooper and I don't know that I say it to him enough. I guess
I just found myself a new challenge. I want him to know that in my heart and
soul I see him struggling with pain and weakness and all that his physical
disabilities entail and I am truly proud of who he is in spite of all of these
adversities. I love him with all of my heart and I would give anything if I could
"FLY HIM TO THE MOON" just for one moment so he may have total control of
his mind, body and soul.
I will share with all of my friends that I am truly blessed with my sons' courage,
humility, intelligence and love, every single moment of my life and I wouldn't be
who I am if it weren't for him.