The official end of summer just passed, and I feel like it just started. I had an extensive list of things I wanted to accomplish, and I haven't made it very far down that list. It is so hard to gauge just how much we can achieve, but that doesn't stop us from making a list and then being upset with ourselves for not getting it all done. 

We do the same thing with our kids. There is always another therapy or doctor or program. There is still one more thing we could be doing to make sure our child succeeds. 

I am not sure why we think this is true? Even thou my son is an adult, there are still moments when I think, if only we had done that one more thing. It isn't as if there was something we didn't do. He had therapies, there were always people coming and going from our house. He was involved in Therapeutic horseback riding. He saw specialist after specialist. He had the surgeries that they recommended and other procedures that helped him make progress. We even paid for a summer program that brought specialist from a former communist block country. 

We did all of these things for our son, and yet I still feel there is more we could have done.

The reality is, we had three children, not one. We had other obligations, work, family, among other things. 

We did what we could to make the most difference for our son while maintaining some sanity. Which I can't say always worked, but we gave our best. We need to remember that years from now it won't be the one more therapy or doctor visit that will matter. 

It will be the time spent as a family, the trips, the moments you will share fondly, and all the inside jokes that only another person who was there when it happened would think is funny. 

Therapies, doctors, and procedures are essential. Figuring out how to be a family and how to do life together is more important, and those memories are more important than all the other things we could provide.