standing up for James

Fourteen years ago, I gave birth to a very premature baby boy, with brain damage. It was no-one's fault, just one of those things. It has been a difficult journey, watching him grow up and not learn to walk or talk. We have got through it with love, and with joy at his survival, his courage, and the things he can do. Far bleaker than his disabilities, has been finding that we have to battle for almost everything he needs...