Tonight you are excitedly anticipating going back to school to start second grade. Brimming with excitment you ran around the house telling me how you couldn't wait. You also asked me to make Ham and Cheese casserole so you could take it for lunch. You told me it was your favorite, so after Daddy cooked an amazing steak dinner I cleaned up and made you the casserole. Standing in the kitchen, you were looking at our fridge and all the magnets from our trips this summer. From a parental standpoint, it wasn't to any amazing destination. We went to Pittsburgh on a family trip because that is where the apraxia conference was, but you honestly had the best time. You absolutely fell in love with the amusement park KennyWood there and of course we were able to have a lot of quality family time.
The first part of the summer was filled with Adam's Camp awesomeness and our traditional Glendo vacation. In all honestly, the summer flew by. I can barely believe 2 1/2 months have passed and now I am sending you on to second grade.
This year, I think you have gotten a better understanding of Ashlynn's difficulties. She spoke at the apraxia conference and you told me after with a confused voice that it kinda made you almost cry. I'm sorry life is so hard for you Jace. I'm sorry Ashlynn seems to get all of this attention and sometimes you feel left out. I hope when you're older you understand.
This fall I started you in soccer again, and this time I made it on a Sunday so I never have to miss even one game or practice like I did when I scheduled them for Saturdays. I mistakenly thought it could be a bonding thing between you and your did and didn't realize it hurt your feelings that I could rarely come to your games. With all my power I will make sure that never happens again.
Your reading has exploded. You kept reading your dogman books this summer and I can't believe that one year ago you couldn't read yet. How much you have grown. I hope you know how much I love you and always will. I'm so proud of you and my eyes fill with tears thinking of how independent you are, not always because you wanted to be either, but because you had to be.
This summer while in Pittsburgh we had kids come to visit and swim at the hotel pool. One of them was named Ian and he is Ashlynn's age with apraxia and autism. He told his mom weeks later
"Ian has these weird moments where he says very profound things outside of his typical language level lol. Today out of no where he was like “I feel like Ashlynn’s brother could be president” and I asked why and he said “because there was a lot of knowledge when he speaks, he is doing God’s will”. Which was just weird because we are not religious. I don’t think Ian has been to church and while I do talk about God, I don’t use words like that with him so it was just odd he said that to me especially since he’s never mentioned Jace before, so I asked if he was talking about someone who was speaking at the conference and he said yeah Ashlynn’s brother who got out of the pool first. Lol! So, Ian predicts Jace will be president haha!!"
I have a ton of guilt we aren't raising you guys super religious...especially since I absolutely believe in God and Jesus Christ. Through my life I've come to discover individuals develop their own calling regardless of what their parents try to push on them, and us pushing something on you would only make you following your own calling more difficult. Of high importance to me though is that you do DO God's will, which above all is treating others the way you want to be treated. Showing compasssion, empthay, and love. Using your gifts and talents to better this world and better humanity...and Jace..if you are meant to be president then you go for it. I truly believe you can be anything you want to be in this life and that's not just a catchy phrase.
The sky is the limit for you my son. You have so many gifts. You are blessed with school intelligence, you are good at video games, you're athletic, you can sing, you have ryhthm, you're a leader, you are wise.....what will you do my child? I can't wait to see.
Love you,
Love Mommy
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