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August 12, 2020

Twenty Years

2:21am

We had planned on doing something for our 20th anniversary – it’s a big number, after all!

But once we started thinking seriously about taking a trip, or making plans, COVID took over.

So, we’re going to have to put off the big plans until later, but happy anniversary, Webmaster!

Here’s to many more years of date nights – hopefully out of the backyard, eventually!


Fifteen Years Old

1:56am

Dear Tad,

This last year has been a mixed bag for you.  I think we were all mentally preparing for this birthday, this momentous occasion when you would be formally making the leap from middle school to high school, with all the pomp and circumstance and preparations that usually go into a school transition for you.

And then COVID hit, and nothing has been the way we had planned.

Up until that moment, you were doing very well in school, managing your work with the assistance of your teachers and paras.  Things were going well!  You even attended your first school dance – which, let’s be honest, you only went to because there was free pizza.  You were growing socially at youth group, and enjoyed your routines of art class and swim social group and speech and ABA at home.

And then, almost instantaneously, it was all gone – with the exception of your ABA sessions with your dear “teacher” H, who, quite frankly, has helped keep you sane and functional during this period of time.  Your classes went online, you couldn’t see friends or teachers, your art class and swim group were canceled, and speech therapy went online.  All your routines, your structure, your schedule – poof!  Gone.  And even now, things are not normal in the least.  And who knows if some things will ever return.

Last night, we threw an early birthday party for you in our backyard, with your friends Danny, Ellie, and George.  All four of you were simply happy to be together, even if attention strayed from the movie (“Return of the Jedi,” at your request) and I don’t even want to think about the quantity of sugar that was consumed (though not as much pizza as I predicted).  It struck me as I chatted with the other moms and watched you with your friends, just how much we have all missed human interaction.  You, my darling boy, are an extrovert just like your father.  You need the company of other people – otherwise, you simply end up talking to yourself.  Fortunately, your friends want to talk as well – and everyone walked away happy last night when the movie ended.

The last five months of your life have been a struggle, Tad.  I wish I could tell you that things are going to be going back to normal soon, but I can’t.  School will be online again in the fall, but as people feel more comfortable doing things and living life again, you will find your human connections that you desperately need to be a functional social teenager once more.

This is a much more serious letter than I usually write for your on your birthday, and it’s reflective of the moment we are in.  You still cling to the things you love – Batman, sharks, Star Wars, your current fascination with random trivia, your love of Disney+, art – but there’s a definite sense of entropy right now that swirls around you.  We are doing our best to fight it off, and have enlisted the help of trusted therapists to do so, but the honest truth is that you need your friends and your schedule back.

Last night, things seemed happier and brighter, and that made us all happier and brighter.

So, here is to happier and brighter days, Tad, and may your 15th birthday be the beginning of better things for you.

Love,
Mom


July 31, 2020

Last Day Of Camp… Now What?

7:22pm

Today is the last day of summer camp for Rerun.

Camp has been an absolute blessing and success this summer.  Rerun has slowly adjusted from being nearly feral to being mostly human, with improved social awareness.  The counselors have been great, and really, leadership should be crowing about the success that they have had here.

Rerun has been happy, active, and social for the last four weeks.  Now… I don’t know what will happen.  He cried as we left camp today.  I cried a little, too.  I know he can’t put it into words, but Rerun has caught a glimpse of why he needs friends.

And now he probably won’t see anyone his age until who-knows-when because of school being closed….


July 29, 2020

Super Crafty Mom Work

3:12pm

I’ve been busy.  You make one mask for a kid, then they ALLLLLLLL want one.  Or more.

I bet you can tell whose is whose.  Now only Thumper is waiting for his own personalized masks…