Sunshine
Clouds
Warm days
Strong winds
Calm nights
Raging storms
This actively depicts our July
I now know what it looks like to see my little boy pushed to the point of cracking.
Stories of his birth, birth mom, adoption, his past...
Trauma/attachment therapy has been too much, too soon, too fast.
Right now we are left feeling fragile and in pieces.
Today we go back to horse therapy and I
PRAY and continue to HOPE
that we'll be able to repair a hurting heart,
return to the calmness that joyfully came into our lives a few weeks ago
and see more beautiful Anthony sunshine flooding our lives.
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Me, too, my friend.
Progress and miracles.
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