Sometimes the only thing holding me together are emotions. Owen slept great last night. He slept till after five, getting in bed with me, and then sleeping a few more hours. Me, not so much. He woke asking for his teacher. I told him it was a holiday. How do I even explain a holiday. I told him he would go to school tomorrow. How do I even explain tomorrow is his last day of summer school. I wanted to cry at that moment, but I held it together. The tears are swimming in my eyes now instead. He immediately started asking for his Saturday routine. “Coffee shop e bowling den grandma’s house”, he said. The sentence flowing easily; me wondering sometimes if he interchanges languages or if he is still learning the structure of his words. He has always watched videos in every language, responding to them all the same way, like it’s all one big language for him. He’s very anxious, wanting school, asking about church, and what we are doing today. I think I’m right there with him. All I want to do is cry. His smile is my glue today, holding me together with one look. He might also be causing the anxiety I’m feeling by screaming at me every few minutes. And then I breathe, catching a glance of the paint still smeared on my leg from our morning painting session. I thought I got it all off, but I also found some in my hair a few minutes ago. We truly get into our work. I’m thankful for how far we’ve come. Life is emotional, messy, and everything in between, but there’s true beauty in watching your child bloom right before your very eyes. Find beauty in the world around you, seek comfort in knowing that today is one moment in time, and grow in your own strength. Today is your day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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