Here he is in his cap and gown.
Last week, we took Luki to a birthday party for a seven year old at a big children's gym. This is the kind of place Luki loves where he can climb high all around the room. He didn't have a meltdown and seemed very curious of the setting and the sounds of children laughing and running around. He wasn't running around the whole play area because he usually needs at least a day or two to get familiar with a place before he feels comfortable to be on his own. I wish this place were near our home so I can take him there more often but we went all the way to Rancho Cucamonga near my coworker's home (it was her son's birthday). Luki has never been around so many typical children with that kind of energy and noise. From his expression, I think he rather enjoyed their energy and vibe. I had to guide him on everything the whole time from getting onto a giant slide to climbing onto tunnels near the ceiling. I wonder what the other moms were thinking about me. Were they pitying me? No matter, I wanted Luki to experience everything and I was not going to sit in a corner with him being an observer.
Here he is coming down a giant slide. It took some effort to get him on top but after sliding down twice, he was better at helping me get him to the top.
At one point, Luki was in the trampoline with the other kids and he was trying hard to jump along with eveyone else. He still has some problems keeping his balance and can't jump very high and the required socks they make him wear makes it more slippery for him to fall. I was so happy to see him jumping along but then all the kids got tired of jumping and ran out giggling to another play station leaving Luki all aone in the trampoline. He watched as they all left and had a perplexed look on his face as if to say where did they all go . I know if he could, he would have ran with them. This scene just broke my heart to pieces. I felt to badly for him and my heart sank seeing him alone in there just staring off in the direction of the kids. Whatever hurts him, hurts me even more. Sometimes, I feel as if living with this syndrome is like having a dagger stuck inside my heart all the days of my life.
"Lord, I may not understand the path You have set before me, but I trust You to lead me. I ask that You teach me to trust You with all my heart." - A Special Gift.
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