There have been many times where I go to see what Abby is doing and find her here.
I don't believe that God gave me my children because I'm special. In fact, most families of special kids will tell you the same. We get bored of hearing it, even though we recognize that people are telling us this because they want to give us comfort- they want to say something when really, there's nothing to be said.
There are exeptions. There are families I know who are remarkably suited to having the children that they do. They came this way. Like Lance. His calm personality, his ability to jump over the hurdles that trip me up. His ability to immediately see past the disability and see the child. He's taught me how to be a better parent.
Another exception to this is my son Carter. He turns ten today.