My inspiration

When she was 6 months old, they told me she seemed weak and floppy; possible muscle disease. I asked with a shaky voice, "but she'll be okay, right? will she be able to function? will she have to live with me forever? will she go to college?" I must've seemed crazy asking them these things about a 6 month old baby.

"I mean, she'll be able to walk and everything, right?"

"I don't know." "It's too early to tell." "We're just not sure."

Physical therapy, occupational therapy, early intervention, special needs baby groups. Practicing exercises at home. Hoping, crying, praying, fighting hard for her. Never giving up.

Those first steps were hard earned. They came on September 28, 2006. Of course I remember the date. 

I've posted this picture before. It's one of my favorites. 

The look on her face is pure determination.

She wants to make it to the top.

And she will.

Today's prompt:

Who is your inspiration?