Some days it’s overwhelming how much I miss my brother. Owen randomly will talk about him or ask when he is coming. Yesterday I needed to tell Richard something that only he would understand. He would have put it into a perspective context that I could deal with so today I focused on his laugh that I will always hold close to my heart.
Thankfully Owen and I both slept better last night. I woke up a couple of times with my stomach still in active somersault mode but it was once again much better by morning and I can tell I am almost through the rougher days. Owen woke up excited for his Sunday. He was ready for church and who we were going to see. He couldn’t wait to go and see everyone. There was one catch and they were blue pants.
I took this opportunity to go over the options again about letting people decide what they wanted to wear like he always chooses shorts. I said what if his friends wear shorts. He said, “Blue pants.” I said, “What do you want to wear to church today?” His reply was shorts. We went back and forth and I listed other people in lots of other colors. He said yes to all my questions and then said, “Owen wear shorts.”He is processing it more each time we talk about it and I feel like it is progress again.
We got ready and headed off to church. He handled the car ride fine and he checked everyone out when we got there to see what they were wearing. Church was exactly what I needed and I was thankful for seeing my friends too. Owen questioned several people about their clothes selections but thankfully he didn’t have any meltdowns over them. He wanted his usual Sunday request for lunch and then we headed home. Thankfully the ride home was filled with singing and he was calm up until our street but it was more to see how I would react.
The eating machine ate all afternoon and into the evening. Questions were asked, answered, and repeated. He was back to wanting a Spanish robot BeatBo in a box and to have the mailman deliver it. If only I could find a Spanish one he would be so happy. He is beyond ready to get on that bus tomorrow, see his teacher so he can ask her questions, and then go to his therapy. He also wanted to make sure he was riding the bus home on Tuesday and if he could go to the indoor pool in May so he could go on the slide. Nothing like being prepared for your future.
I think he fell asleep as soon as his head was on his pillow. For the most part, he was calm all day. I loved hearing him giggle listening to the translations of the videos he was watching. Always a full day but he fills my heart with gladness. Find strength in knowing you have already climbed a mountain to get to where you are now. You are amazing. Smiles to all and donut daze!
Thankfully Owen and I both slept better last night. I woke up a couple of times with my stomach still in active somersault mode but it was once again much better by morning and I can tell I am almost through the rougher days. Owen woke up excited for his Sunday. He was ready for church and who we were going to see. He couldn’t wait to go and see everyone. There was one catch and they were blue pants.
I took this opportunity to go over the options again about letting people decide what they wanted to wear like he always chooses shorts. I said what if his friends wear shorts. He said, “Blue pants.” I said, “What do you want to wear to church today?” His reply was shorts. We went back and forth and I listed other people in lots of other colors. He said yes to all my questions and then said, “Owen wear shorts.”He is processing it more each time we talk about it and I feel like it is progress again.
We got ready and headed off to church. He handled the car ride fine and he checked everyone out when we got there to see what they were wearing. Church was exactly what I needed and I was thankful for seeing my friends too. Owen questioned several people about their clothes selections but thankfully he didn’t have any meltdowns over them. He wanted his usual Sunday request for lunch and then we headed home. Thankfully the ride home was filled with singing and he was calm up until our street but it was more to see how I would react.
The eating machine ate all afternoon and into the evening. Questions were asked, answered, and repeated. He was back to wanting a Spanish robot BeatBo in a box and to have the mailman deliver it. If only I could find a Spanish one he would be so happy. He is beyond ready to get on that bus tomorrow, see his teacher so he can ask her questions, and then go to his therapy. He also wanted to make sure he was riding the bus home on Tuesday and if he could go to the indoor pool in May so he could go on the slide. Nothing like being prepared for your future.
I think he fell asleep as soon as his head was on his pillow. For the most part, he was calm all day. I loved hearing him giggle listening to the translations of the videos he was watching. Always a full day but he fills my heart with gladness. Find strength in knowing you have already climbed a mountain to get to where you are now. You are amazing. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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