I have a large white binder. In it is hundreds of pieces of paper that tell a story. A story of how Lucas started his educational path and how far he has come since the summer. In this binder is Lucas's IEP's, notes from school meetings, evaluations from Speech Therapists, Occupational Therapists and a ten page Neuropsychological evaluation. This binder is not only to keep records in, it's also to remind me of the journey that Lucas (and the rest of us) is on for a future of learning and growing. I also have Jacob's IEP's in this binder and soon will have a Neuropsychological evaluation for him as well. My reason for sharing the story behind my white binder? Today I was at Lucas's Occupational Therapy appointment. While he was doing his obstacle course, I was sitting and watching him work so hard. While sitting there a mother and her son came into the room. Her son looked to be about 8 or 9 years old. The mom had a large tote with her and she seemed like she had a million thoughts going through her head and was trying to talk with the therapist and get her thoughts out -- I can so relate. She sat down on the floor and dug through her bag and pulled something out. I looked over and on the floor next to her was a large white binder -- just like mine. There was her son's story and journey in that binder. As she flipped through it while talking with her son's therapist, I just smiled and thought there is a club of us moms out there carrying our white binders. I'm proud of my white binder and more than that I am proud of all the children whose stories are in those binders.
