I remember driving Owen to preschool, what seems like a million years ago now. He hardly spoke then, only just beginning to talk; it takes bigger breathes to fill my lungs with air thinking about it, drinking my hot tea, trying not cry. I talked the entire time we would be in the car, most days; depending on traffic it could take us twenty-five minutes to get there. If I wasn’t talking I was singing to him. I always tell Owen we sing loud, and we sing proud. One day, I’ll never forget it, I was singing The Wheels On The Bus, and when I would get to the end of the verse I would always pause, hoping Owen would sing it. “All through the”, and I’d wait. From the back of the car, in his carseat, he sings “townNa”. I immediately rejoiced, cried, and thanked God for his words. It wasn’t really loud, but it was my baby singing with me. I cried to whole way to his school. We got there, and I cried all the way to his class. I told his teacher what happened, and she was happy, too. I left crying. My baby sang with me. The tears haven’t gone away; I’m crying again. As we walked to the bus stop today, so many years later, we sang The Bear Necessitates, and I thought about how far we’ve come. I see his words, his songs, his actions, all as gifts that I get to enjoy every day. It has taken a lot for my baby to come this fair, and I know about the worries, and the strife. To hear him giggle in the middle of a song, and the smile that washes across his face, washes away the tears that I have cried. Today is a stepping stone for tomorrow. Know that together we can accomplish great things. Find your strength, and make today matter. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I'm Lynn Browder. Owen's Mommy. The best moments in time are when I get to see the smile on his face and that giggle come from his heart.