Amazing...

...how a few small steps can be so incredible and significant.
...how three short months can seem so incredibly long.
...how I'm reminded constantly how determined and stubborn he really is.
...how that determination and stubbornness have seen him through this far this fast.

It's amazing that everyone's acceptance of a horrible incident comes at such varying stages. Limitations I accepted when it first happened are ideas that others wouldn't consider. But their belief that everything would be just fine is one of the few things that allowed them to get through the first giant phase of hard parts. It got them up the first hill only to be left staring up at a mountain.

How do you recover from every limb in your body being broken except one? How are you able to soldier on with hardly ever questioning why this happened? How do you accept that you'll probably never be able to do certain things with your son when those things are such a huge part of your relationship with him? How do you stay strong for everyone? So many questions I'll probably never ask him because I already know the answer is the same to each one, and it's so ingrained in who we are and how we've been raised. You just do.

Congratulations on the most recent milestone. There're many, many more to come.