I am grateful that my parents decided 25 years ago that they were strong enough to take in a child with special needs. A child who they were told may not survive even just a few months because among other things, he was born addicted drugs. Born into a world so broken that I cannot even begin to imagine it. A child who was not supposed to walk, talk or communicate in any way but who surprises us in so many ways on a daily basis. When he first came into my life he was so small his head fit into the palm of my hand. Thomas is 25 today and he towers over me. He continually amazes me with all the progress he has made and all the obstacles he has overcome. He is a light in my life and I am grateful for him.
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