Tough Week

This round has not been going as good as the last round did. Since we came home Trent has steadily gone downhill. Somehow he still managed to get in a movie with his friend, Nate. I didn't think it was a great idea to go but Trent wasn't really paying a whole lot of attention to what I was thinking. He loved the movie though so I guess that counts for something.

Watching Trent be sick kind of makes me mad. It makes me mad that we have to do this and mad that it is not going as well as it did last time. So I try to control what factors I can and sometimes that interferes with Trent's line of thinking. I have kind of tried to stay away from him a bit this past couple of days because I can tell I irritate him. And let me be honest, he irritates me too. When he doesn't feel good he says things that I don't want to hear and it irks me. He talks more about the 'what ifs' and I hate that. I hate it because I know it is all a possibility and I can't change that. But then things happen to remind me what we are learning through all of this. For example...

Today in church Zach gave a talk in Primary. He wrote it all himself and even added a picture of Trent to his outline. He gave a basic overview of the things we have been through the past few months. At the end he bore his testimony that God is a God of miracles, then he started to cry, and said he had seen too many miracles to ever doubt that. Oh my gosh that boy makes me cry! Every adult in the room was in tears! One lady came and told me what a sweet, spiritual little boy I had. She is right, he is a kid way beyond his years in many ways.