Hours spent in the therapy room. Hours of practice, trial and error.
Smaller and larger successes.
Months before the word "mom" appears. Maybe short, maybe awkward. But it's enough to make you weep with happiness for a day.
Years, to the first sandwich he ate on his own.
All childhood, to the words: "I love you, Mom."
To go alone to school, to the store, maybe even to work!
To the self-reliance won by the strength of a few years old.