Thoughts

I havent written in a while. We have made it through the first 9 weeks of high school. Son#2(the youngest)is doing very well. He has adjusted and just goes with the flow of things. I love how he welcomes life and though he struggles sometimes with some social issues and his chronic physical issues, he just keeps on truckin'!!!

Son#1 on the other hand is a handful. He resists everything and hates adult authority. He thinks the world is out to get him and that all teachers suck. He is afraid of growing up...he has turned into Peter Pan lately. Stuck between childhood and adulthood. Not wanting to go forward...wishing he could go backward. I imagine he is quite miserable. He has brought a lot on himself by wanting to stay 6 years old. I wish I knew what changed as he got older. We can't quite get that out of his aunts and uncles who have told us most of his story. With his FAS/Autism and Bipolar, the boy has huge challenges ahead of him and the icing on the cake are his adoption issues. All of that is entangled and he can't seem to be set free from any of it.

Hubby and I are at a loss as to how to help him want to grow up. We are on our knees a lot and are baffled a lot. We have started stepping back some so that we can see how much he knows. We are saddened because he is so handsome and tender hearted under all the layers of pain and grief and illness.

I have to have hope though. Otherwise, I would lose it!! (-; When I look at these pictures, I see something bigger than me and I am so grateful that HE exists. Without HIM, I would go nuts.





(pictures are from the Hubble Telescope)