My Beloved Son and Teacher - By Jeanette Cordova

To explain how my son inspires me I need to back track just a bit to myself as a young adult. I was one of those gals that said, "I will never marry and never have children". So what did I do? I got married and had a child. The marriage didn't last but what came out of my marriage was life changing.

My pregnancy was amazing! I can't express how much I truly enjoyed being pregnant.

My son, Tait Graham Davis, was born at 6 a.m. on a Wednesday morning in the spring of 2002, after
24 hours of labor. He was full term and weighed 7 pounds, 6 ounces. My life has never been the same!

Over the next couple of years Tait had heart surgery, had his tonsils out, and fought a bout of RSV. Throughout all this, my son was a happy, endearing and active child. He still is!

Tait is an amazing and resilient 5 year old boy now! He is definitely not the child that doctors told us he would be. He is, for lack of a better way to say it, a "typical" child in every sense of the word. He has surpassed many of the goals that we were told he might never achieve. He learned sign language, he overcame some eating issues, his language skills improve daily, and he is potty trained. Just a couple of weeks ago he mastered riding a tricycle.

He has redefined my values and my sense of purpose. He encourages me with his ways to be a better human being; he has helped me understand that there is so much more to life. He has shown me how important family and friends can be but has helped me weed out the riff-raff in my life that was weighing me down. He also made it possible for me to see the many amazing people that I have in my life. He is my angel on this earth and my guiding light.

I look at him playing or sleeping and my heart feels so full. I have learned to live each day to the fullest, never going without counting my blessings, letting go of anything that others have said or done that I didn't quite like or understand, and have a greater sense of self and peace in my soul.