This picture popped on my Facebook memories. It’s of my monkey, six years ago. We used to tell him to smile and he would. We used to tell him to count with us and he would (up to three). He even would try to sing the itzy bitzy spider with me
And then we lost all of this. When he was hospitalized time and time again, he regressed.
I know we are getting him back, little by little. He keeps surprising us.
But truth be told, when I see these reminders of what he used to be, my heart does sting. And all I can do is try to get back up there. And remind myself of what we have, and not what we have lost. And those are tough steps to take.