I am having a moment. When you’re dealing with something super challenging, you don’t know what will break you down. I came across this post from one year ago when I shared that the amazingly talented and anointed gospel singer Jonathan McReynolds retweeted my tweet. It was a moment when my son Caleb, who is overly and non-stop active, stopped to listen to him sing. It was a beautiful moment, remembering it now, it still is. But what got me in remembering this time last year is that my baby, my heartbeat, my reason, has not spoken a word since. He is still non-verbal, and actually has not spoken more than 5 words in his lifetime, and not a single word since in 2014. Along with so many challenges while living with Autism, this non-verbal thing is scientifically called Apraxia, which is the inability to speak. Our lives are full, busy, stressful, non-stop, and more challenging than most families. I don’t cry very often at all. I think I’m part too busy to wallow, and part too numb to form tears. I see my child everyday obviously, but it’s days like this that catch me off guard as I catch tears falling from my eyes. I’m a writer and I usually end on an uplifting note, in this moment, all I have is tears. Pray for us please, in the meantime while I’m wiping these tears away, I will continue to be Caleb’s voice.