A lot has happened and yet not much is new under the sun. Joshua is now 13. I can't believe that. School is over for the year and I am thankful. Having a child with trauma is tough. Everyday is a battle for him to trust in what he knows is true. I wish that I could make it easier for him but I know that it is something that only God can heal. Most times, I'm able to use humor to keep from losing my mind. Sometimes, I cannot. It all just depends on the day. God still teaches me that I need to remember that he is still growing and that God will redeem all of the muck for His glory. I often have to remind myself of this as again, it is a lot of work raising him. Sometimes, I get jealous of other moms of kids without the battles of trauma. They lament over their child's struggles and sometimes, it is hard for me to show compassion. They can trust their child with things that I cannot trust my child. Many of their children are emotionally developing normally. This is not a complaint or criticism; just an observation. Most days, I love my adventure. I am constantly praying that I haven't made things worse when he does become an adult. I am praying that one of these days, he will say yes to God as I know that God is actively pursuing him. But it's hard for him to trust God who he cannot see as he doesn't trust me who he sees every day. So, I try to be patient because God is patient with me.