Sunday, August 21, 2011

august 1, 2011

Lance was in a good mood this morning.  however, when he saw his therapist approached us, he began to protest.  he refused to go to the room with her.  as i wait in the lobby, i can hear his outbursts of cry.  how i wanted to go to him and comfort him, but i could not.  we both have to persevere, for his sake.

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