When I woke up on Saturday morning, as I walked out of my room, my eyes scanned Avery’s room. There is no bed. Most of her belongings are gone. It felt empty. I had a wash of sadness. There she goes. It really happens in a blink of an eye. I don’t want to focus on the last. That was the last night she spent in her bed, in her room as my little girl. This is the first. This is her first apartment. Her first “home” she can decorate with her own furniture, dishes, silverware etc. this feels more exciting. It IS exciting. You work really hard as a parent to help teach and coach your kids to be functioning and sustainable in society. Kendall has become our family and I am proud of them both. Now is their time to navigate adult things with us close by. If we need to step in and help, we can, but otherwise we are just in the wings providing love and moral support with a side of sarcasm and humor. I did more meal prepping today. I want the boys to have options. I have make a lot of differ...
This is our family's story of Ethan's heart transplant journey