Superhero love

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Something happened this afternoon that put my world right again. All of the stress and worries of the day suddenly disappeared as I was beautifully reminded that, sitting on the couch next to me, was a child who loves me, and needs me, immeasurably.

As I read the words of his school assignment from today, I felt such a warmth
from deep within my soul rise up and out it came in the form of tears. 

I wish I could find the words to describe just how fiercely proud I am of my son, Declan. He is innately compassionate, loving, gentle, and altruistic. He is bright, inquisitive, and oh so humorous! He is a caretaker to his older brother, Brendan Bjorn, and at times, he is also there to comfort me with a hug or kind words of encouragement. He is living a life that is beyond his mere 10 years…a fact of which I must always be cognisant…and this journey brings unique challenges that he wouldn’t otherwise have if he wasn’t the sibling of a disabled brother who demands so much of my time and energy.  Declan needs me just as much as Brendan does and at times, even more so.

As I read the words of his school assignment from today, I felt such a warmth
from deep within my soul rise up and out it came in the form of tears.

 

I now share those words with you…

“My Superhero

My Superhero is my mom. My mom looks after me and my brother who is disabled and my brother Brendan cannot walk or talk which is a hard job for both of us. And my mom manages to keep all of us healthy which probably isn’t easy for my mom. And me and my mom have a lot in common. She likes to write books and I like to write books! So it may be hard but we all take care of each other.”

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