Ugh.
The diagnosis: FAILURE TO THRIVE
Just like that. In bold capital letters.
I took that kind of personally.
Even though biologically and environmentally, I had nothing to do with the first 8 years of his life.
My son is not thriving?
In China, maybe.
(Although I will always maintain that the orphanage he was in did they best they knew how.)
But here and now?
Does this kid look like he's not thriving?
Emotionally. He asks for hugs and cuddles. He kisses me goodnight, a big fat juicy pucker.
Spiritually. Joshua wants to go to heaven. He's hungry for the Word and what it represents.
Academically. He is learning a new language, letters, sounds, reading, idiomatic phrases, numbers, clocks. He is very smart.
Physically. We've got some work to do. We need Joshua to grow.
We'll get there.
Lord willing.
It sounds like he is thriving to me. Keep up the good work, Mama.
ReplyDeleteA lady in my town brought an orphan infant home from the hospital where she was working and when they got a full list of all her problems, she cried, afraid she could never raise this child with any success because she had so many needs, afraid this child would never thrive but be a vegetable instead. Her husband, a very wise man, referring to the list, said, you can let that be your Bible or you can burn it. Aidan is in the same grade as their granddaughter-the daughter of the adopted daughter, who made it. Keep up the good work!
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