Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Whisperings of his soul.

 AS I sit here not doing the thousand things I NEED to do before I go get Griffen, I decided to edit pics from the weekend.

The more I looked at these pictures the more I got teary eyed.
How can I possibly sit here feeling sorry for myself
for the craziness of the past week, month, summer.

My boy, you know the one with the 'disability'
doesn't feel sorry for himself
but accepts the life that he was given
with so much heart and zest for life.

It won't take long to figure out which one Brahm is in the pictures below,
and then I hope you see his 'go get em' personality.
We don't know how long he will get to play
because of his deteriorating joints and chronic pain.
So we let him play for now.

My boy with a heart for sports,
we must weigh the whisperings of his soul
with preserving his body.

You can't put a limit on anything.
 The more you dream, the farther you get. 
Michael Phelps 


  1. great pictures... as Shawn always says, Little can be very mighty!""

  2. I'm not sure how I came across your blog but your kids are great! My 9 year old daughter is a petite, inline hockey player-much smaller than most of the kids she plays with and against. My son has had 20 sets of casts, braces to wear every night, and 2 surgeries for bilat club foot. Neither of them ever consider giving up because they love being active. Seeing kids of all sizes and abilities doing what they love is wonderful!!

    Small but Mighty :-)

  3. I just wanted to say hello. I can't remember how I stumbled upon your blog- blog hopping I'm sure! We are waiting to travel for our 2 year old son- hopefully November. Your family is absolutely beautiful! At first glance Brahm reminds me so much of my youngest son, Pressley. He was such a tiny little fellow for his first 5 years. He has osteogenesis imperfecta and had so many fractures during those years. It was so hard to see him in pain, and I spent much of those years carrying him. It gave me this fierce protection over him! He has such a gentle little spirit. Today, at 11, he is quite different from that tiny, fragile little boy. It is hard to remember that at one time, I wondered what his future would hold, and how he would even go to school. We will keep your family in our prayers. Love, Kim

  4. I love your photo on nihaoyall. Your little guy is adorable. I have 4 lacrosse playing boys, and they loved seeing these lax photos. My oldest who faces off was very impressed with his stance! My youngest (of 6) was adopted 4 years ago from China. She was a heart baby and was born missing both both thumbs. She like Brahm never got the message that she was any different. She brings us so much joy.