So this happened yesterday.
18 months of physical therapy, two sets of orthotics, hundreds of hours of trying to get her sensory issues to abate enough to put weight on her feet. All of it came together yesterday, for the first time.
She took her first steps yesterday. They were steps with help, but she did it.
Hope. It's so tenuous, so fleeting. so fragile, yet so persistent.
Just like my Livie. She's so fragile, yet so strong. So filled with determination and personality. This kid has changed my life, in the best way possible.