I want to find the time to get my photo done with my sign and submit it, but I don't know if I'll have time (I'm actually in an airport right now on my way to Toronto for 5 days...and then I'm only home for a week before I leave again, but this time for 17 days).
I laid in bed the other night thinking about what I would tell myself the day before Ben was diagnosed with CP. I tossed a very ideas around and then came up with this one:
You will dream
for your family.
And this one has stuck in my head all week.
I remembered back to when I was pregnant and knew I was having 2 boys. I remember dreaming of them rough-housing, playing sports together. Hanging out with their dad in the backyard...throwing the football around.
I didn't have a lot of dreams for them. But when I thought of a life with twin boys...this is what I thought of.
And then. D-day. Exactly one week after their 1st birthday, a pediatric neuroligist says to me "you know he has CP right?" And those dreams? Those simple dreams went poof. Up in smoke.
I know that dream might seem silly to some. Who cares if your kid can play sports? Lots of kids don't play sports and they're OK.
And yep, they're somewhat right. But it was MY dream. MY dream of a life with my sons.
So yeah...those dreams died. And I mourned them. For a long time.
And then eventually, I started dreaming new dreams. Even better dreams.
Dreams of Ben playing wheelchair basketball - you should see his hook shot!
Dreams of Ben skiing (yeah, with adaptive equipment) and being even faster than Daniel for once.
Dreams of Ben going off to college.
Dreams of Daniel being an awesome brother and a better human being for having had Ben as his brother.
Dreams of our family just being a family that loves, laughs and cries together.
What are your dreams for your family?