It's 3 am and I just finished giving Ethan (my foster child) a bottle. As I lay here a cool breeze just tickled my arms. I listen, thinking maybe the furnace just kicked on. Nope, the furnace isn't on, so I take it as a sign from Sammy. Today at 7 am mass Father David talked a little about Sammy and how someone at Wolf Creek talked about Sammy and the impact he had on so many of us. Now as I lay here a sweet memory comes to mind about a time at Wolf Creek. We had just finished 18 holes of golf and Vince, Sammy and I, along with some friends were sitting in the club house having a drink and Sammy wanted something to eat. Sammy went up to the counter and asked Brian Sullivan for pizza. Brian told Sammy they didn't have pizza there and Sammy got upset and signed PIZZA. Brian told Sammy again that they didn't have pizza there and offered him other things like a hot dog or nachos. Again Sammy signed PIZZA and this time he put a little Italian into his signing! Feeling frustrated Sammy tugged on Brian's arm and pointed to the menu board and showed Brian where "pizza" was on the board. We were all a little surprised and very proud and although Sammy was sad he couldn't have pizza, Vince and I celebrated the fact that Sammy was using his reading skills in everyday life. Sammy had a wonderful teacher that came to our home to teach Sammy for 10 years. Thank you Sherry for not only teaching Sammy but for loving him!

It never gets easier, you just get better at it. God is good.