And so grateful for his camp counselors! Matthew said they really encouraged him, but didn't push him at all.
Matthew said Brynn was the most encouraging. She said he was very brave. According to her, most kids hesitate on the first shot, but not Matthew. She said he just went in and did it.
She even took a picture of the big event. Of course, I cried when I saw it. Yep. Big, fat, crocodile tears in front of everyone. (But Matthew didn't see.)
I've never been more proud of my brave son. I see God working in his life, helping him to be strong and courageous, and I am just so grateful.
(And yes, we headed straight to the store to buy the new Toy Store 3 DS game!)
8 comments:
Yay Matthew! Way to go! You are a ROCK STAR!! Congrats to you Tracy, what a monumental moment in both of your lives. I cried as I read this and saw the picture. I can only imagine how proud you are! Blessings!
Woo-hoo Matthew... WAY TO GO! You're a lot braver than I am!
Yay! This makes me want to cry too! That's such an accomplishment!
I'm glad camp is going well for him! I'll hopefully be staffing at a diabetes camp next month and can't wait to see more accomplishments similar to Matthews!
Hey there friend!!! I know I've been out of the loop with my bloggin friends this last week...we've had family visiting from out of state, but I just caught up with your posts and it sounds like some exciting things have been going on!
I am so happy for you and for Mathew, giving himself a shot is a big deal and it is something to celebrate :)
He is a brave boy and you should be proud :)
AWESOME!!! I had no idea "DAY 3" would be this GREAT!!! Hi - FIVE to Matthew from Reyna and Joe in VT.
yeah matthew you go son . that is so cool and yes you are a big boy !!!
That picture makes me smile. I know how much strength it took to do that. He so deserved that game!!
Meri said that picture made her smile. . .it made me cry! :)) But I think they were tears of happiness, too. I am not a T! mom, but I have two siblings (grown) with T1. My brother also did his first shot at a camp. At the start of the week, a white flag is flown half-staff. If all boys attending gave themselves shots by end of week, it flies high at pick-up. So we talked all week at home about whether the flag would still be low or not. When we came back at the end of the week, I still remember my mom upon seeing that white flag high.
What an amazing, brave guy you have!
Maria
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