Long, skinny limbs outstretched, mouth open, breathing loud. Not quite a snore. His own sounds. It was family movie night and of course, Ryan lasted half an hour before he was asleep. I just stop and stare sometimes. I drink in his innocence, his sweetness, my boy who’s both so polite and a pain in my heart. I think about his brain, all wired wrongly thanks to missing parts of Continue Reading