Our almost three year old son was born with a severe "expressive language disorder" which means his IQ and motor skills are normal, but he can't really talk. A

Our almost three year old son was born with a severe "expressive language disorder" which means his IQ and motor skills are normal, but he can't really talk. And yet he tries so hard to communicate with us, but even after several years, it's still often impossible to determine what he's trying say. It makes me very sad to know how trapped and frustrated he must feel, to lack the most basic mechanism of human interaction, but at the same time, it feels so great to love him in such an unconditional way - a way that he will likely not even know or experience until he has children of his own - that it makes me feel both very free and very lucky to have him in my life. One of my most cherished goals in life is to simply live long enough to see him have this same opportunity I have received, and hopefully be able to reciprocate this love to his own children. A scenario of which, I am also very lucky to still have my parents around and know that they have had the same chance to witness in me. Very touching story, indeed.