Tomorrow will be one week since that horrific day of having my son almost die in my arms and dealing with the effects of swine flu on my son’s fragile, asthma-ridden lungs. I can’t get it out of my head when awake or even when I’m asleep. Little details that I had forgotten about or just didn’t notice at the time keep coming to me, like how one of the paramedics standing in my living room I use to work with; how one of the firefighter’s knew me by sight because his son attends the same school as my son; and how my son kept saying over and over again to me as I jammed his epipen into his thigh, I had a good life! I had a good life!
The trauma of that day has effected us greatly, so much so that on Friday the whole family is seeing a therapist to try and come to terms with this. My 9 yr. old hasn’t wanted to talk about what had happened to him and gets upset anytime he hears us speak of it. But last night as I tucked him into bed he brought it up.
“Mama, does God test people?”, he asked softly.
“I suppose he does. Why?”, I asked.
“I think what happened to me and to you and Austin and papa was one big test”, he said very seriously. “And I think we passed”
Oh.My.God, I thought to myself, You are 9 years old! Where does this insight come from?!?
Since this has happened to him, I’ve had many people who know him use different words to describe him: special; an old soul; deep and different-in a good way to name a few. After hearing him say that, I couldn’t agree more.
I wanted to burst into tears and run from the room, but instead I just hugged him tightly. Then, like the little man he is, he comforted me.
“Don’t be sad Mama. The sun always comes up and tomorrow is a new day”, he said brightly. “Everything is going to be A-okay!”.
What a boy. What a heart. What a gift. And he’s right.
Tomorrow is a new day.
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October 26, 2009 at 12:38 pm |
Gah! That kids’ words just brought tears to my eyes. I had a good life? He HAS a good life and God willing will continue to do so for decades! STOP MAKING ME CRY OWEN!
October 26, 2009 at 1:03 pm |
how scary!!! I’m so sorry your son and family went through that….his , your words and your photo brought me to tears. I need to go hug my kids!
October 26, 2009 at 5:40 pm |
So glad your son is okay. He’s a special, special young man!!
October 26, 2009 at 6:22 pm |
Thank you for sharing your experience – I pray you and your family through this time. I’m going to count my blessings and hug my kids.
October 26, 2009 at 9:22 pm |
He’s just a special kid! None of us know how long we have on this earth, but he’s definately got the right attitude. You are blessed, Chris!
October 26, 2009 at 9:22 pm |
oh my goodness, i cannot even imagine. you guys have certainly had more than your fair share of trials. i wish you peace and healing, and many beautiful photos along the way.
October 26, 2009 at 10:38 pm |
What a gift indeed! I was so terrified for you & am so happy you’re almost at the end of this scary ride. You are blessed with Owen & your family is blessed with you.
October 27, 2009 at 8:01 am |
He truly is an amazing soul and a gift indeed. God Bless.