I lately feel like i am on an island, all alone. I know I am not, but whenever I try to Alex, it's like he is not worried or has nothing positive to say. I totally feel I make every decision on my own and it's overwhelming. We spent the last two days with Dave Hammer in Pittsburgh. I promise to go through my notes and post a lot, but it's disheartening. This is about the 4th time someone told me Landon is a puzzle. I hate the word puzzle. It's like either he has the pieces and they aren't put together, or we are missing a piece. It seems unfair to call him that. I finally asked my husband what he thought, and he says "nothing I didn't already know" or "well they have to justify their jobs," What?!? Does that even make sense?
I will write more soon. Today was a sad day, although I am hopeful that some gleam can come out of this.
I will say that, as always, I am very proud of Landon. He is a good little boy, pleasant and all :)