Let Down, Morbid, Careless and many more energy readings like this, but looking back really quick on my blog those were 3 I had reported having been picked up from Dylan while we did the ASA Balance treatment way back when we started this journey. I am pretty sure there were more disturbing reading then those but for the sake of time, I am just going to leave them here. Brandon's cousin, Danielle, has a friend that has been finding out some interesting family information through Energy work and so I keep going back to these readings. I was very concerned when they would tell me his readings because they said he could be picking up on others energy and so it concerned me on "whos" energy he was picking up. I certainly hoped we aren't exposing him to that type of energy! When Danielle's experience happened I really wanted to look into this more for Dylan's sake for this reason.
We went to California for 2 weeks and decided to see if we could meet up on our way home and have her check Dylan's out for us. She confirmed my suspicions and makes you a bit sad to realize that he is being attacked this way, but apparently according to her and her mentor, they came up with the same number, they have never seen anyone have so many entities attacking him as Dylan has. What does that mean, there is a lot of not good energy swarming around him. Abuse is really strong in him as well, she said that could have been carried down for generations upon generations. That really stressed me out because I sure hope we aren't somehow adding to that because I know we aren't abusive parents, but maybe things we say really puts him down. I don't know, but I have made a point to not say negative things even jokingly around him, just in case. It is hard and sometimes you just have to speak out loud and I am sure it hurts him, but that is as abusive (other that a butt spanked occasionally) as we get around here. I am being honest because this is not an easy thing and I know we are all guilty of venting when he is not cooperating or making things easy on us! Mental Illness is strong through my Mom's side and Lori's side and have attacked him, so he has that hurdle to jump as well. Some of his emotions she read that she cut off were the same type of things they would say at the Chiropractor but also, "why am I different," and things like that were read from him.
We were curious who he has on the other side battling for him, just as we are here battling for him. He has Ezekial for a biblical angel. Then she said he has 10 constant angels protecting him, 3 being relatives. 2 have been here since birth and happen to be Brandon's Great Grandpa on his Mom's side and his Great Grandpa on his Dad's side(this one being in charge). The next one got a little interesting because she said this one came when Dylan was 2 years and 3 months old! Why is that interesting? That was about the time he pulled the barstool over on his head and the regression began. I honestly was prepared for her to say it was Grandma Gene at that time, but it isn't. It is (and I may be off a generation or so) my Dad's Great Grandpa or Great Great Grandpa on my Grandpa Clarks side. She said maybe they knew something was about to happen or happened and sent more help. All I know is he can use all the help they can give. I don't know if I am supposed to really talk about this, but I really want Dylan to know this stuff one day, so therefore, I am documenting it!
Also, she sensed that he is holding on to some memory but for now we do not know what that memory is. I have racked my brain trying to think of any traumatic memory that it could be, but it is not. She said it has nothing to do with Brandon and I, so that makes me feel good, but then worry about what it is. I am convinced it could be something passed down to him, but who knows. He is storing this memory right above his ear which according to Britney's research, is also the part of the brain that is where SPEECH comes from. Coincidence, I think not. I really hope we can get down to it and bring that beautiful voice out soon.
She set up a lot of protection for Dylan and we are to continue keeping him protected. We need to build up his spirit and help him to truly understand he is here for a reason and he is loved and needed more than he knows. We have to seek and ask for the help of these angels because we have our Free Agency that they can not override but if we ask for help they are there when asked. The others they are free to do what they want and put all sorts of unkind things in our mind, so we are going to do our best to keep him safe and sound and surrounded by love and light!( I am being a little short on this post just because I really don't want to put something out there to harm all the good energy, but like I said I really want to have it documented for Dylan someday.)
Saturday, September 3, 2016
Reno, the next adventure!
So it has been A LONG TIME since I have posted anything on here, I just can't believe Summer break is here and gone already! Dylan had 5 weeks of Summer school through the Summer and loved(or maybe not so much)it! I really think he likes school but I know he LOVES his TV and watching shows and ransacking the kitchen all day long, so I think he hates leaving the house for that reason!
I think I may have mentioned in a post earlier that we were going to a Dr in Reno that is out of Belgium? I don't remember for sure, but that is where I will play catch up! Unfortunately, we haven't seen much more progress from stem cells but his skin is oh so soft now, so even if paying all that money was just to get soft skin, I will take it! I really think they have done some magic on the inside of his body and maybe one day they will manifest themselves but I guess we just need to be patient, right? I am not completely giving up on the stem cell idea, but think that we need to have his body in a better position to see more healing and I think if we were to try stem cells another time, then we may try Cancun next. They use the childs own stem cells from bone marrow and do things a little differently, however, it is more invasive and a little scary for a young child. Some people argue that doing it this way the cells would go directly to the brain where others say that the way we did it, it still goes to the brain. I am watching a few families on Facebook that have now gone to both places to see if they notice any changes and their opinion comparing the two clinics. For now we have found a new route to go!
One of the Mothers that I have become friends with(facebook friends at least) posted about taking her son to Reno where a Dr from Belgium comes once a month, the results sounded very promising and so we decided to go that route for now. Here is the results that she posted that got us excited to try it out:
I think I may have mentioned in a post earlier that we were going to a Dr in Reno that is out of Belgium? I don't remember for sure, but that is where I will play catch up! Unfortunately, we haven't seen much more progress from stem cells but his skin is oh so soft now, so even if paying all that money was just to get soft skin, I will take it! I really think they have done some magic on the inside of his body and maybe one day they will manifest themselves but I guess we just need to be patient, right? I am not completely giving up on the stem cell idea, but think that we need to have his body in a better position to see more healing and I think if we were to try stem cells another time, then we may try Cancun next. They use the childs own stem cells from bone marrow and do things a little differently, however, it is more invasive and a little scary for a young child. Some people argue that doing it this way the cells would go directly to the brain where others say that the way we did it, it still goes to the brain. I am watching a few families on Facebook that have now gone to both places to see if they notice any changes and their opinion comparing the two clinics. For now we have found a new route to go!
One of the Mothers that I have become friends with(facebook friends at least) posted about taking her son to Reno where a Dr from Belgium comes once a month, the results sounded very promising and so we decided to go that route for now. Here is the results that she posted that got us excited to try it out:
"Through blood work and stool samples, we have learned the following:
- Trey's body creates a very high amount of bad bacteria that travels from his gut, to his blood stream, creating him to have neuro inflammatory issues.
- He has the same symptoms as anyone with dementia would have.
- His MTHFR tests came out normal, and the doctor said this is very strange with autism, because usually this is A HUGE factor, when it comes to autism. This means he has a regressive form of autism, not a genetic form. This means it is easier to reverse, since he was not born with it. This was triggered by the seven vaccinations he was given (at once), which caused issues in his gut, because he could not handle them. That is where it started.
- The expression of his disease is neuro inflammatory syndrome, which is driven by LPS (intestinal bacteria). What supports this theory is that he has vey high Perforin. Perforin is made by white blood cells when there is an infection.
- He has high D- lactate levels in his body. We do not make D- Lactate. D- lactate comes from bad bacteria in the body.
- His only food intolerance is egg. Any type of eggs.
- He also tested for very high Prevotella, which is a gramnegative anaerobe bacteria, that produces a lot of toxins.
- Trey's body creates a very high amount of bad bacteria that travels from his gut, to his blood stream, creating him to have neuro inflammatory issues.
- He has the same symptoms as anyone with dementia would have.
- His MTHFR tests came out normal, and the doctor said this is very strange with autism, because usually this is A HUGE factor, when it comes to autism. This means he has a regressive form of autism, not a genetic form. This means it is easier to reverse, since he was not born with it. This was triggered by the seven vaccinations he was given (at once), which caused issues in his gut, because he could not handle them. That is where it started.
- The expression of his disease is neuro inflammatory syndrome, which is driven by LPS (intestinal bacteria). What supports this theory is that he has vey high Perforin. Perforin is made by white blood cells when there is an infection.
- He has high D- lactate levels in his body. We do not make D- Lactate. D- lactate comes from bad bacteria in the body.
- His only food intolerance is egg. Any type of eggs.
- He also tested for very high Prevotella, which is a gramnegative anaerobe bacteria, that produces a lot of toxins.
This doctor is amazing. We have a treatment plan that starts tomorrow. I recorded our whole visit and if anyone would like to listen, I can send it to you. He is from Belgium, so he speaks directly with not very much enthusiasm. Haha, but he is a genius and has treated so many kids and people with many different issues. I know it sounds too good to be true, but he said he can help Trey. He said every child who has seen him and followed his plan, has come out of this. A twelve year old girl who has been seeing him for some time, just started speaking! How miraculous. How miraculous will be the day when we hear our sons voice again. I know this won't be instantaneous, but at least I can have hope again."
After reading this we knew we had to give it a try! I scheduled an appointment to go in June. We went down there and had a little scare. When we got to the appointment the Dr did not have Dylan on the schedule, so I showed him the email with his nurse that books the appointments and he said we were in the right place. (You go to the college in Reno and it turns out this is a Professor and so it is all based on studies, but it's all the same thing in the end right?) I was starting to freak out in my mind thinking that we had just traveled 8.5 hours for nothing, but thankfully, he was more than willing to still see us. We went over Dylan's story and he told us information on what they do and what they think is leading up to more cases of "autism." I should have wrote this all down back then because I don't remember everything. He also felt Dylan's stomach and said he could feel something between his small and large intestine that was leading him to believe he is a "regressive" case and one that has a chance of being treated! The good thing was we just needed to run some blood work and get a stool sample! The bad thing, he needed to be fasting! We had not been told this information and had just gone to eat that morning wasting time until the appointment. A little frustrating because we then had to rebook and drive that 8.5 hour drive the following month just for blood work! (Had we been thinking we probably could have stayed an extra night and seen if they could squeeze us in the following day, but we didn't think of that until we were more than half way home!)
The idea is to heal the gut by giving some antibiotics and then supplementing certain things his body is lacking throughout his life. We asked the Dr if he believes the barstool had something to do with Dylan's regression and he said he doesn't know if it does, but we aren't the first ones to come in with a story like that. He also said that he does not believe Dylan was born this way but sometime during gestation the proteins started being blocked and going in different places than they should have, so we just have to get that back on track and we should start seeing changes! They have just been studying this for about 3 years and there are 5 different Drs similar to his protocol but they are all seeing pretty good things. I asked if he would need to be on this treatment for life and he said probably because his body is not producing things correctly and this would help keep it flowing. Also when asked if the body will get used to the medicine did he have a chance of it quit working and have to switch around, he said it is mostly supplements that he will be given so that shouldn't be an issue, however, it is new so that is not a guarantee. He told us once his gut is healed, he could refer us to another professor at UCLA that can help reprogram the brain. We also asked about vaccinations, because you bet I am scared to death, and he said he is not anit-vaccination but we do need to get his body in a good position before subjecting him to them. He said that one professor has actually came out with a simple urine test that you can take to show if your body has any infections at the time and is able to accept them. That makes me angry that that is out there and it is not practiced, because we need to take every precaution to protect our children and yes I now have mixed feelings about this subject. I will have to worry about this when the time comes though. Because if we fight so hard and, God willing, get Dylan in a good position and then a simple shot sends him back, I WILL NOT BE A HAPPY MOMMA! We will have lots of prayers before that is done to my little boy, but I can't worry about it right now! This is the main points I remember of the meeting!
We went back the following month (end of July) for blood work. They had given me an envelope and jar to collect his stool. When we got into the hotel that evening I was able to get the sample we needed. He could not eat anything from midnight until his appointment that was at 9 or 10, so we made sure not to have anything in the hotel. We got there and when we saw the lady taking the blood we knew she was in for the shock of her life. We had been told it was a nurse that deals with children all the time, but not our Dylan ha ha. She was a very petite oriental women and no helpers. She tried getting blood in his arms but the veins weren't all that great and then with him fighting with us didn't help much either. Brandon tried suggesting his foot but she didn't catch his drift so I had to rephrase it and that is where we got the blood. She had to get a lot of blood, like 6-8 vials full. On the 5th or so one, I noticed the blood wasn't going in the vial and then realized his foot was turning blue and then realized Brandon was holding his leg so tight, trying to keep him still, that the blood circulation was cut off. He loosened his grip and then she was able to get a little bit more blood. However, it stopped a little into the last vial. She asked the professor if that was enough or if she would need to get more. We had to poke his other foot one more time to fill up that last vial, and then he was done!! We were so relieved to have that part over and hopefully won't have to do something like that again in the near future!
As we were about to leave they handed us one more container for a stool sample(oh we also had to have him do a urine sample while we were there). When they gave us that we mentioned that we already gave them one and then that is when they said they need two samples?! Why the heck were we not told this before. He had pooped first thing that morning and I honestly almost grabbed it out of the toilet "just in case" but then figured that was crazy, ha ha. They said we could bring it back anytime during the day and they would be there until 3 or something like that. I asked if we could mail it in and they looked at me like I was crazy! I think the culture difference has made communication not so great, but don't get me wrong he is a nice guy, just not great at letting you know what they need beforehand. We decided we would just stick around in Reno and wait and hopefully have another sample sometime soon, wishful thinking right? At this point, we had pretty much planned on staying another night because Dylan pooped earlier that morning and I just knew he would not need to go again until after they left the office. Brandon and I are the parents that jokingly but seriously argued over who would change Brielle's first poopy diaper(which I won because she pooped when the Pediatrician came to look her over and told Dad that there was his first diaper ha ha) and we are now "Poop Cleaning Experts" and it doesn't phase us much when we have to clean it from random places! Now there is a positive in all this madness, right?!
We went out to eat because we had starved the poor kid and prepared ourselves for another long day. Lori had the other kids but had plans the next day, so we had my Dad pick up the kids so they could stay at their house that night. We are beyond grateful to our families support, without them, none of this could be done. We knew the kids had a place to stay for the extra unexpected night and were good to go. After we ate, we decided to find a mall that we could go walk around and waste sometime. We went in there and Brandon decided out of pure desperation and a whole lot of wishful thinking that he would take Dylan in to see if there was anything. He literally walked back out in minutes and I started to walk off. Then I realized he had just told me Dylan had gone! So I started following him in but then didn't want to be in the Men's restroom, so I told him to bring out a piece(yes we are talking about poop like it is a piece of gold). I figured he would bring it on a paper towel or something but instead he brings it out bare handed. I run into the Women's bathroom and grab a paper towel and he puts it on there and then I run back to the bathroom to scoop out a chunk of this wonderful piece of Poo! It was seriously amazing and we have never been so excited for Dylan to poop as we were that day, because it was only 11 or 12 at this time, AMAZING! We headed to the car and back to college and dropped it off and headed for home!!!
We are now waiting for results and was told it would be about 6 weeks, so we should be getting these results within the next week or two and I can't wait!
Wednesday, July 27, 2016
School Certificate
Dylan brought this home on the last day of Summer School:
I love that he got the award for improving on understanding of words! That is a great step in communication and like I have said that is what I am seeking. Communication in any form, I will take!
I love that he got the award for improving on understanding of words! That is a great step in communication and like I have said that is what I am seeking. Communication in any form, I will take!
Monday, July 18, 2016
Making his own bed
Sunday, May 15, 2016
What we've been up to
Life has been crazy lately, we have had our ups and we have had our downs but we are here and we are surviving. We have had a few weeks where Dylan's behavior has gotten bad as in hitting us, slashing around on the ground when he doesn't get what he wants and attempting to bite. He is a strong 4 year old so if this continues, it is very worrisome. I was actually checking his backpack daily thinking there would be a "bad behavior" note from his school, but it took a couple weeks and then this showed up:
Luckily, I haven't seen one since and he has seemed to chill out a bit. Until yesterday when he bit through Brandon's shorts when he was frustrated that we were keeping him in his stroller so we could try and watch Brielle and Boston's Gymnastics performance! Lori ended up out in her car instead of watching like she had come to do. See it doesn't only affect us trying to watch the others do their things, but it also affects the grandparents from seeing stuff.
We were able to go to a little celebration thing for Autism families where they had all sort of games and activities set up for the Autism community. It was fun and I was surprised at everything they had especially because it was FREE. We ran into Melani from Early intervention! She was excited to see Dylan and I was glad that she remembered him and was the one that spotted him.
Dylan has decided he does not want to where diapers at all, not even at night. We decided to put a little "potty training potty" in his room, hoping he would use that instead of the floor. It is hit and miss, but his room quickly became a piss pot and smelled terrible! I didn't even like to walk in his room because who knows what you were walking on and it just felt nasty! I took it upon myself to tear out the carpet and lay down some hard floor. I talked to a lady at Home Depot and she suggested Vinyl Floor Planking that is waterproof, so I went with that. I called RC Willey and it was going to be like $800 for them to do it but I was able to do it for around $300. It is no where near professional looking but I think I did a pretty good job. The last row I wasn't quite sure how to do it since it was a tight fit and you can't really snap it in like the rest. So now I go on nightly, "Treasure Hunts" once I know he is asleep and we will just say 4 out of 7 nights(on average) I find some type of treasure. Occasionally it makes it in the designated spot, but most the times I quickly clean it up and mop it! As long as the "Waterproof" part is doing it's job, then the room should continue to smell ok right?! We also had an obscured window installed, it looks like rain running down the window, to block the neighbors of having a nightly "Dylan in the Nude" show!
Dylan figured out the car seat belt clip. I researched and found a belt clip for special needs kids and ordered it. It has a key thing so you can lock it in place and then it loops behind their neck so they can not push it down and climb through the belt. You seriously have to get creative constantly trying to beat him to the punch on things!
We were able to go to a little celebration thing for Autism families where they had all sort of games and activities set up for the Autism community. It was fun and I was surprised at everything they had especially because it was FREE. We ran into Melani from Early intervention! She was excited to see Dylan and I was glad that she remembered him and was the one that spotted him.
Dylan has decided he does not want to where diapers at all, not even at night. We decided to put a little "potty training potty" in his room, hoping he would use that instead of the floor. It is hit and miss, but his room quickly became a piss pot and smelled terrible! I didn't even like to walk in his room because who knows what you were walking on and it just felt nasty! I took it upon myself to tear out the carpet and lay down some hard floor. I talked to a lady at Home Depot and she suggested Vinyl Floor Planking that is waterproof, so I went with that. I called RC Willey and it was going to be like $800 for them to do it but I was able to do it for around $300. It is no where near professional looking but I think I did a pretty good job. The last row I wasn't quite sure how to do it since it was a tight fit and you can't really snap it in like the rest. So now I go on nightly, "Treasure Hunts" once I know he is asleep and we will just say 4 out of 7 nights(on average) I find some type of treasure. Occasionally it makes it in the designated spot, but most the times I quickly clean it up and mop it! As long as the "Waterproof" part is doing it's job, then the room should continue to smell ok right?! We also had an obscured window installed, it looks like rain running down the window, to block the neighbors of having a nightly "Dylan in the Nude" show!
I do find one consistent "treasure" every single night and that is this sweet little guy right here! He melts my heart and breaks my heart all at the same time! He is my handsome little Bubber Boo and I can't help but just sit and stare at him every night! As hard as it is at times, I could not imagine my life without this little guy in it!
Dylan figured out the car seat belt clip. I researched and found a belt clip for special needs kids and ordered it. It has a key thing so you can lock it in place and then it loops behind their neck so they can not push it down and climb through the belt. You seriously have to get creative constantly trying to beat him to the punch on things!
Autism Is Hard, Loving Him is Easy
AUTISM IS HARD, LOVING HIM IS EASY!
This will continue to be a motto for me. I absolutely HATE Autism and sorry if you are one that doesn't agree with that, but this has robbed my little boy of being a little boy. But LOVING him is easy, no matter the change, I love him the same. Would life be easy and a bit more enjoyable, YES but it is what it is and we have to make sure and live it to it's fullest because we never know how long we have, right?
Friday, April 1, 2016
2 years(in about a week)
Yesterday was 2 years ago that my Grandma Gene passed away and so with that comes the thoughts of Dylan's regression because it was the following week after the funeral that we really started noticing it. My Mom has said that along with losing her we also lost a part of Dylan, which I agree with whole heartily. Yesterday morning, Dylan woke up in an extremely bad mood. I had to carry him to the bus kicking and crying. He kept grabbing at the back of his head like it was hurting, so I wonder if he slept on it wrong. When he got home they said he had a bad day at school in general and so that just set the mood to have a "poor us" day.
I was driving the kids to Boston's gymnastics class and was thinking about my Grandma and how she would be feeling about the way I handle this circumstance with Dylan. My Grandma was the type of lady that never said anything bad about anybody! I can honestly only think of once or twice hearing her talk negative about someone and I couldn't blame her for what she was saying, I felt the same way. I respected her for how she was! I was thinking she may be disappointed at what I have turned into these past couple years and how I wish I could just talk to her. I know she couldn't make it any easier to deal with but just having her there would be awesome! As I was driving the feeling came over me that she knows I am doing the best I can and she is proud of me! I couldn't help but start to cry. Right then and there, I knew she is watching over me and cheering me on the best she can. I just need to have faith and keep the hope alive that we are getting somewhere! We can't do anything but keep on trying, right?
Then came bed time. I woke up, in the middle of the dream darn it, when I was having a dream about my Grandma Cleo. I had gone up to their house to visit, just like old times, except it was now. I pulled up to the house in my van and had left Dylan inside because I was just running in for a few minutes, I guess. I was talking to my Grandma in the kitchen and kept looking out to make sure the van was there. All of a sudden there was a sound at the door like someone was trying to get in, so I went to open it. It was Dylan and the I looked and the van was gone. I ran out trying to find it, thinking that he put it in drive and somehow got out, but it was nowhere to be seen. I thought someone must have taken it, but let Dylan out first.
At that point I didn't care where the van was or even to go look for it more. I was just glad that Dylan found his way to the door and didn't take off running. This door, by the way, is the last place I ever saw my Grandma alive at. I stopped to visit and as I was leaving my Grandma sat at the door and waved to me. She told me she loved me, which caught me completely by surprise because she never told me that before(or at least that I remember). I always knew she loved me and could feel it, so I never needed to be told. Us Molyneaux's just are not the type to share those feelings out loud, ha ha! As my morning has gone on, it hit me, that Grandma Cleo is there cheering me on as well. She is trying to help me understand that we may have "lost the car"(Dylan of 2 years ago) but DYLAN is still here. I need to be thankful that I have him and just help him along the best I can!
Experiences like these are great and make me appreciate the relationship I had with my grandparents while they were alive. Obviously, they are still a big part of my life and are probably up there trying to pound in my head to "keep the faith and hope alive!" They all(6 of them) played a major part in my childhood. I never realized until I got older and went on to college and met so many people that didn't have their grandparents close by, that I was spoiled! To me, grandparents need to be in their grandchildren's life and I wouldn't have it any other way. My children have been very blessed and their grandparents and even great grandparents are a major part of their life. I hope one day as they grow older they learn, like I have, that they are spoiled and need to cherish any chance they get, the relationship that they have been able to build with these grandparents!
I was driving the kids to Boston's gymnastics class and was thinking about my Grandma and how she would be feeling about the way I handle this circumstance with Dylan. My Grandma was the type of lady that never said anything bad about anybody! I can honestly only think of once or twice hearing her talk negative about someone and I couldn't blame her for what she was saying, I felt the same way. I respected her for how she was! I was thinking she may be disappointed at what I have turned into these past couple years and how I wish I could just talk to her. I know she couldn't make it any easier to deal with but just having her there would be awesome! As I was driving the feeling came over me that she knows I am doing the best I can and she is proud of me! I couldn't help but start to cry. Right then and there, I knew she is watching over me and cheering me on the best she can. I just need to have faith and keep the hope alive that we are getting somewhere! We can't do anything but keep on trying, right?
Then came bed time. I woke up, in the middle of the dream darn it, when I was having a dream about my Grandma Cleo. I had gone up to their house to visit, just like old times, except it was now. I pulled up to the house in my van and had left Dylan inside because I was just running in for a few minutes, I guess. I was talking to my Grandma in the kitchen and kept looking out to make sure the van was there. All of a sudden there was a sound at the door like someone was trying to get in, so I went to open it. It was Dylan and the I looked and the van was gone. I ran out trying to find it, thinking that he put it in drive and somehow got out, but it was nowhere to be seen. I thought someone must have taken it, but let Dylan out first.
At that point I didn't care where the van was or even to go look for it more. I was just glad that Dylan found his way to the door and didn't take off running. This door, by the way, is the last place I ever saw my Grandma alive at. I stopped to visit and as I was leaving my Grandma sat at the door and waved to me. She told me she loved me, which caught me completely by surprise because she never told me that before(or at least that I remember). I always knew she loved me and could feel it, so I never needed to be told. Us Molyneaux's just are not the type to share those feelings out loud, ha ha! As my morning has gone on, it hit me, that Grandma Cleo is there cheering me on as well. She is trying to help me understand that we may have "lost the car"(Dylan of 2 years ago) but DYLAN is still here. I need to be thankful that I have him and just help him along the best I can!
Experiences like these are great and make me appreciate the relationship I had with my grandparents while they were alive. Obviously, they are still a big part of my life and are probably up there trying to pound in my head to "keep the faith and hope alive!" They all(6 of them) played a major part in my childhood. I never realized until I got older and went on to college and met so many people that didn't have their grandparents close by, that I was spoiled! To me, grandparents need to be in their grandchildren's life and I wouldn't have it any other way. My children have been very blessed and their grandparents and even great grandparents are a major part of their life. I hope one day as they grow older they learn, like I have, that they are spoiled and need to cherish any chance they get, the relationship that they have been able to build with these grandparents!
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