The bad news came with the reception I thought it would. It was a little after five and I could hear Owen in his room starting our day. “Slept upper night,” he said with his usual flair. I said, “Good morning to you too.” He went through a lot of questions until he got out of bed. This is when he started talking about his day. And I shattered his dreams.
After the first initial shock, I think he has come to the conclusion that winter is not going to end anytime soon and he is not happy about it. I share his sentiment. He started repeating everything over and over about not being able to go to school because of the snow. My heart was sad. These days have been hard and the calmer I am the calmer he will be. Or so I thought. Some days are rough.
Owen informed me that he no longer wanted to drive by Mary C. Snow Elementary. I’m thinking he may feel there is a connection. He loves driving by places and this is one of his favorites but I’m thinking he wants a break from the snow. When he was younger it was on his bus route so the school and railroad tracks near it are always on his travel requests. And I’m sure it will be once again.
He was struggling with not seeing his people and places again. He was worried that we were not going to be able to go anywhere for another week. I prayed that it would not happen. The screams echo through my heart when he yells at me because he wants to go to school and therapy. When he is yelling he says “therapy” like each syllable is its own word.
We discussed what farm animals we can and cannot have when we move. We could have squirrels but no lions. I was very thankful for this. Then we ruled out tigers as well. Pigeons however are coming to live with us. Maybe I could get him a homing pigeon to go with his purple cows.
I sat trying not to cry but the tears fell down my face. The screaming is so emotional. I know this is all hard on him. The things that he wants to yell at me about are the things that always surprise me even though they shouldn’t. If he doesn’t get the response he wants then he yells to get the response he wants. Staying one step ahead of his emotions can be exhausting. He came and hugged me. And it made me cry even harder.
It has been a long winter. He asked me if it was going to snow in March, April, May, and June. I told him I prayed it wouldn’t. We got the message that tomorrow would be a two-hour delay. I was so very thankful it wasn’t closed and he will have his therapy tomorrow. I haven’t told him about the delay but we are becoming experts at it. Hopefully, the bus app is working but otherwise, we will be out there waiting so he doesn’t miss the bus.
Bedtime was met with lots of emotions and questions. It was a day full of what-ifs and can’t-waits. I pray the next couple of days can be routine for him before we get more snow. I prayed for strength and understanding for both of us. I reminded him that we are a team and together we can accomplish anything. One day at a time and through God. Let today be a day of happiness and it will change your world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
After the first initial shock, I think he has come to the conclusion that winter is not going to end anytime soon and he is not happy about it. I share his sentiment. He started repeating everything over and over about not being able to go to school because of the snow. My heart was sad. These days have been hard and the calmer I am the calmer he will be. Or so I thought. Some days are rough.
Owen informed me that he no longer wanted to drive by Mary C. Snow Elementary. I’m thinking he may feel there is a connection. He loves driving by places and this is one of his favorites but I’m thinking he wants a break from the snow. When he was younger it was on his bus route so the school and railroad tracks near it are always on his travel requests. And I’m sure it will be once again.
He was struggling with not seeing his people and places again. He was worried that we were not going to be able to go anywhere for another week. I prayed that it would not happen. The screams echo through my heart when he yells at me because he wants to go to school and therapy. When he is yelling he says “therapy” like each syllable is its own word.
We discussed what farm animals we can and cannot have when we move. We could have squirrels but no lions. I was very thankful for this. Then we ruled out tigers as well. Pigeons however are coming to live with us. Maybe I could get him a homing pigeon to go with his purple cows.
I sat trying not to cry but the tears fell down my face. The screaming is so emotional. I know this is all hard on him. The things that he wants to yell at me about are the things that always surprise me even though they shouldn’t. If he doesn’t get the response he wants then he yells to get the response he wants. Staying one step ahead of his emotions can be exhausting. He came and hugged me. And it made me cry even harder.
It has been a long winter. He asked me if it was going to snow in March, April, May, and June. I told him I prayed it wouldn’t. We got the message that tomorrow would be a two-hour delay. I was so very thankful it wasn’t closed and he will have his therapy tomorrow. I haven’t told him about the delay but we are becoming experts at it. Hopefully, the bus app is working but otherwise, we will be out there waiting so he doesn’t miss the bus.
Bedtime was met with lots of emotions and questions. It was a day full of what-ifs and can’t-waits. I pray the next couple of days can be routine for him before we get more snow. I prayed for strength and understanding for both of us. I reminded him that we are a team and together we can accomplish anything. One day at a time and through God. Let today be a day of happiness and it will change your world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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