In keeping with recent trends, Ryder faced another challenge, and hopped right over it. Â He willingly went to gymnastics!
I know he was nervous. Â I know he was self-conscious. Â I have no doubt he would’ve rather been just about anywhere else. Â But he held his head high and answered questions, and then walked out onto that floor like he’d never missed a class. Â Obviously there’s a lot he can’t do, but he never cried or sat out. Â He stayed with his class and interacted with the other boys the whole time, and I couldn’t be more proud. Â His coaches were amazing, never paying him special attention or singling him out. Â When they worked on something he couldn’t do, they put him to work holding feet for sit-ups, or counting reps. Â And Evan is the cutest little cheerleader for his big brother. Â He LOVES being in the “big boy” class, and is really proud of Ryder too.There’s definitely an element of mourning wrapped up in all this. Â On one hand, it’s devastating to know how badly he wants things to be the way they were before… weÂ all do! Â But on the other hand, it’s a miracle he’s even doing as much as he’s doing, and with so much confidence and positivity. Â And it’s amazing to watch him handle this crazy journey with maturity and integrity and courage.
This may sound crazy, but there are days when I fear that by posting these victories I’m providing false information… that y’all will think he’s healed and won’t feel the need to pray anymore. Â But the truth is, we still need your prayers – every moment of every day. Â He has come a long way and our days feel relatively normal, all things considered. Â But we still can’t see the finish line.
Thank you to all of you… the texts, emails, visits, hand-drawn pictures, dog walks, meals, and prayers. Â Please don’t stop praying – it’s truly our best weapon!