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I’ve been down this road…not because there was hope of a surgery that may help…but just hoping that with a new day..maybe he’d learn to speak. I talked to him and asked question like he’d respond. Verbally he never did. 21 years later…it doesn’t matter as much to me…not because it doesn’t matter…just I’m at peace with who he is…people still ask if maybe he’ll ever learn to talk…as a human race…it’s hard to not hold out hope. All that aside… I just want to squeeze Amos’s Buddha belly…he’s just too dang cute for words.
Thank you a for openly sharing these hard hard things. Love and hope. Thank you Dianne. Thank you for making it okay and still leaving me with the best kind of hope, a good life. Xo. Thoughts of Amos are with me . It is so wonderful that you share . It surely takes a village to raise a child . Lots of love and prayers for precious Amos and his family go up from many friends, and friends of friends