Dylan was born with Down syndrome and as we found out in this meeting, meant that he would be doing just about everything later than everyone else. She said, "You know how other kids walk at about one year?" Yes, I nodded. "Well. He probably won't walk until about two...maybe three."
That. That statement right there burdened me for a long time. I could not, for the life of me, comprehend it. Cassidy walked when she was 10 months old... How could this be? How? What would we do? What...?
Well, it was to be. Dylan turned two years old, then three. Was he walking? No. Was it the devastation that I once believed it would be? No.
You see...after the initial bombardment of what he may or may not do, you discover that life happens. Your eyes open to the bigger picture of what truly matters. Walking, talking...that will come.
Yes, in time that stuff comes. And you smile and celebrate and marvel at the work that went into this very moment.
Just like that...life continues on.