9/13/2008

My middle nephew, Grant who is currently two years old, is amazing. I marvel at the way he thinks and talks. I know that all kids go through that stage at some point in their development, but it really had me in awe this morning. Grant was up as I was eating a bowl of cereal, and he sat on my lap making cute remarks and repeating everything I said. The other boys, Andrew (4) and Nick (5 mos.), are each adorable in their own way, and I love them all the same. It really is hard to fathom that I was actually like that at one time. That is debatable, because it was sort of like twice. Sort of but not really. When I came out of my coma I had to relearn how to talk, walk, and just about everything again. The recovery was really indescribable, because I knew how to do things but they were yet physically impossible. Looking at the broad picture I did have to learn to talk, but it was not like Grant. It sure felt, at that time, to be a very long recovery time, but hindsight tells me it really wasn't that long. The worse part was remembering doing various things but not yet being able to do them.