My Happy Boy

This is my son. He has a great personality. He is this amazingly strong individual. Most people look at him and make judgments based on his disability. Yes, he has a physical disability. Yes, he has a huge communication delay. Yes, he has pretty major global delays. I can admit these things, but I refuse to put limits on him.

At school, he is grouped with peers that have "profound" disabilities. I honestly do not think that he is appropriately grouped. His physical disability and global delays cause him to be grouped with this population of students. There is something more to him, though. I know I am his mother and I am automatically biased, but there is more going on inside his little head than any of us really know. You can see it in his eyes. I truly believe that he is a boy who is trapped inside his body.

It takes time to look past what is on the outside.

The Story of Luke's New Stroller

Several weeks back I posted that I would be selling some things on Facebook in order to save money to buy a stroller for Luke that would be able to meet Luke's needs. This is the stroller I felt best met Luke's needs at this time-

This is an EIO Special Tomato push chair. The back is higher and it has a wonderful foot rest. It has big wheels and all kinds of nice features that will allow Luke to be comfortable without having to get a wheelchair. I knew it would take some time, but I wanted Luke to have the best.

I set it in my mind that I would start selling things (of mine and the three kids) in order to save money to make this $500 purchase. I updated my status on Facebook asking my FB friends if they were interested in buying some specific items. From that status update, I began receiving feedback from a couple of people wanting to help. This truly blew me away. I did not expect people to want to give us anything.

Honestly, I had been going through a funky phase of truly questioning my faith. I was going through some sort of emotional and spiritual fight in myself. I never realized that people, outside of my family, really cared anything about what we were going through. So, a few people came out and stated that they wanted to help financially. A gift certificate was purchased and a couple checks were sent. Then, my Mother called and said that we had a package at their house. It was the stroller. The exact stroller I wanted for Luke had been paid for and shipped to my parents' house. The person wished to stay anonymous, so my mother gave no opinion as to who it could have been from.

There were just no words at that moment. God really did care! He was taking care of Luke and taking care of us. I did not deserve this, but God chose to bless our family anyway. Wow.