Even after so many years, I still find the road back to the start of our journey the most painful of all.

Perhaps it is because I grieve for that young girl that I was who felt so alone and helpless.

I told myself, that " Audra had not asked to be born with a disability. If I didn't belive in her, then who would? I would not count her out nor would I let anyone else count her out"

I was determined to prove the doctor wrong. The doctor who with one word had devasted and ripped apart my world.

Now was the time for courage and because of Audra I became courageous.

My path was choosen for me many years ago. I suppose that I could have refused to take that route. I could have chosen another road, less rocky and rut free. Had I done like some people suggested and put my 9 month old baby away "someplace where people like her should go" after all the doctor said "she would never be NORMAL"

But I loved this little person called Audra, to me she was perfect in every way. If we were going anywhere it would be together.

Our path was set before us and I had no idea where we were going, or where we would end up, or how I would do it!

I could have never have done it without her..........