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the transition verdict is

He's eligible.



::smile::



I him dressed cute (in mad sale Children's Place finds). And brought him with for the meeting. I feel deeply that it's important to see him. In real life...as Bristel would say. Because he's such a different kid in person than he is on paper.



And he didn't disappoint!



I couldn't have been more proud! I'm such a sap. My eyes misted more than once watching him motor around the room. Every day I'm more convinced that I'll never get over it. What he's lived through and survive-ing. He is a miracle. And sitting in the (toy storage?) room watching him play and flirt and ooze Trevy-ness...my heart was overwhelmed. He is my miracle.



I was SO thankful to have everyone from Trevy's EI team there. In support. And because they love him! Each of these beautiful, amazing women have been Placed in our lives. Of that I am sure. And over the course of these past 2 1/2 years I have grown very connected with them. I hope they all know there will be invitations...



to Kindergarten graduations...



High School graduations...



In my hearts sappy spot...I can even see them sitting in a bigger crowd. Beside me. And giggling Bristel who is discreetly holding hands with the handsome boy by her side. Sunlight making her hair sparkle. And dimple even more adorable. Jonathan's arm wrapped around my shoulders while I smile and coo at our first grandbaby (Toby is six years older than Trevy!) who is snuggled close to my heart. So Toby and his love can wildly cheer Trevy on...as he walks across the platform to snag his miracle degree! And we all stand and cheer as he tosses his cap so high it disappears in the brilliant blue sky...



Sometimes I let my heart run with the wild dreams. That...and I did just watch that Hallmark Hall of Fame movie the other night. The one about the boy with Turrets Syndrome...



Yes...



I have grown very comfy and safe in EI world. I think part of the heart trauma of Transition could be that feeling of loss.



I don't know these new women. Though they looked nice and kind. They don't know me. Or my beautiful son. They have not lived beside him through these past two years. Through the hard core struggles and nightmare miracles...



And that's scary.



::sigh::



Yet here we are. My baby is about to turn three. And he's aging out of EI. Feels like just yesterday...




So I'll just have to (try to) move forward with Hope. That the right people will Make their way into our lives in the future. Like they have in the past.



Hope that I'll have the courage to continue advocating for what I am convinced is right for him.



Hope that we'll embrace him as he grows into who he is meant to be.

Comments

erin p. from g. said…
i look forward to receiving those invites! =)
Adesta said…
Danielle,

I can so see that dream of yours occurring!! With all the love and devotion you and J show your children, I don't see how it isn't possible to achieve that dream.

I'm so glad that Trevy is able to get the help he needs, even though it means he will be going to a regular school and not being home schooled as you would prefer. We all have limitations and I commend you for realizing that you yourself cannot offer Trevy the kind of educational help that he needs right now. It takes A LOT of courage to admit that you need help, especially when it comes to your children.

Did they set a date for when he is to start??

{hugs}
JSmith5780 said…
We are 6 years into this journey and we STILL keep in touch with the EI therapists. His speech teacher makes it a point to visit him on every school vacation. Therapists are special people who have helped "re-create" our children after all they have been through. How can we not feel "tied" to them.

I am so glad he is eligible. Now you can breathe a sign of relief.
joanne foltz said…
I won't miss that graduation either!! May have to book my ticket from TZ early!! Love you all, Bibi
Colby said…
This IS a new journey for all of you...I know it is daunting...But you are the expert on Trevy, and you have made a very good choice for your boy...And you will bring these "newbies" into the fold...Just like you have done for the past three years....

To echo what was said above...After 25 years in this "business", we are STILL in contact with those special folks who really made that connection with Colby through all these years...I love that...And the same will happen with you guys...

Cyndi

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