Julia’s POV
Mother’s Day arrives in early May, and I wake up to discover Greg, Dillon and Rowan are bringing me breakfast in bed. Apparently Ross had each of them help to make the breakfast, as well as create beautiful handmade cards. My brother cards were obviously school projects. Rowan’s card was obviously made with help, featuring his handprints that are made to look like flowers. It was so sweet of them!
“H-happy Mother’s Day, Julie!” Greg tells me with only minimal hesitation, and everyone else chimes in with a similar refrain.
I can tell that the speech therapist the school recommended is helping Greg quite a lot, and he seems to be gaining a lot of confidence. I’m so proud of his progress that I tell him so. Greg beams with pride at my praise.
Everyone gives me a kiss,
