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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Dedicated to My Son, My Heart, My Kyle the Smile As infant, he was a smile and precious dimples who experienced no day or night simple. Doctors did not know he battled while in my womb in order to cease death's increasing threat of doom. He battled inside the special care nursery where I garnered my first Motherhood memory. As toddler, he battled space to allow his place because balance had not been granted by the fates. So, too, he fought to finally stand up and walk. He would fall, stand to retry, no matter who gawked. He struggled to button, tie, open, close and zip as fine motor skill challenges were a rough trip. He will never, ever read, the teachers all said, though since three he's put books with him in bed. When he was six, I learned a way to teach him to read and after five nights a week for two years, did succeed. When eleven seizures came and took all learning away. School-bullies learned how to make him seizure one day. Neurologist failed with this med and then tried that. All had side effects that were hellish living facts. Once in his bed, he was spinning, holding my hand and my tears began to fall despite my command. "Mama, please don't cry, you say trust God's plan, Is He stronger than even Superman?" After a two-year fight, the horrible seizures stopped. Since, his gross and fine motor skills have soared and popped. His reading skills improved, increased and success locked. Now, an adult, his dimples and smile remain hot. My precious, brave son lives life with all he has got. To me, my son’s steady courage has always rocked.
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