I was sitting in the kitchen talking with Aunt T when Lochlan sat down next to me and started reading. A book. Out loud. All. By. Himself. He read "meatballs", "peaches", and a number of other more difficult words with absolutely no difficulty. He was smiling and clearly loving the places in the book which brought him joy. The book is about picnics, and he truly loves picnics. My eyes filled with tears... Lochlan is READING!!! He's not just reading, but he's understanding and enjoying what he's reading. There are some things that I have not dared to hope, and I am surprised by joy. 

Kelton emails me almost every day, mostly love notes. We talk about his day, his faith, the love in his heart and we always end our emails discussing who loves the other more. Yesterday he wrote: "Mama, I love you more. You just need to accept that. This is the War of Love." 

Life is a crazy war of love. Worth every fight every day.