RISE UP THURSDAY!
Wil has been home from school with a head cold and we went to the doctor yesterday. As we got out of the car, Wil looked up to the sky and pointed. “Sun, mom!” (we have had many grey days). “Where Wil?” “Right there, blue!” I looked really hard, and then I saw it. The faintest line of blue through the layer of mist and low hanging grey clouds.
I was so used to looking at the grey skies, I forgot to look deeper for the little line of blue. Wil never forgets to look. For that I am thankful.
Stories of Wil, my son, who has Down syndrome 