There are moments when I forget that this is not forever. Those times weigh heavy. The reality is that I have a finite number of days here in this particular incarnation. One day I too will return to existing in wholly spirit form. Remembering this lightens my load. Throughout the day I see my son smiling down with immense patience and compassion. Pure love emanating from his being. From his vantage point he understands how difficult this all is. He also knows it must be so. I know this too. As his mother I had to stand by and watch him fall while he learned to walk. I could not protect him from that pain. He now takes his turn to lovingly support me while I stumble along. And I thank him from the bottom of my heart.