And last month, on his first day of first grade~
Every day I run my finger lightly over his scars and thank God for the chance at life they represent. William has a great life, and because of him, the rest of us have an even greater life and purpose.
Last night before bed, he was reading one of his Thomas the Tank Engine books to me~ Blue Train, Green Train.... and he was only stuck on a few of the words.
It's a wonderful day.





