In just a few days, my son will walk across the high school graduation stage. Time flies, and yet I can pinpoint every moment that led us to this milestone:
Those years were filled with late-night feedings and bouts of illness, warm cuddles and countless grilled cheese sandwiches. I recall sweet “I love you” exchanges and the inevitable “You’re so mean” arguments. There were school events, parent-teacher meetings, and moments of re-learning — like how to tackle a quadratic equation. The memories also include messy pumpkin gut fights, splashy water battles, coloring Easter eggs, and the joy of Christmas mornings. It went to endless laundry and dirty dishes, the constant call of “Mom,” and the piercing sound of a saxophone during practice. It encompassed disciplinary moments alongside praises, ballfields, and countless hours spent mastering play lines.
Facing Challenges
Then came the challenges. We faced MRIs and CT scans, IEPs and 504 plans, consultations with specialists, and a whirlwind of medications — each with side effects, including temporary memory loss. I learned about Tourette’s for the first time, understanding its complexities beyond the stereotypical portrayals often seen in films.
We experienced a series of firsts again: the first outing with tics, the first home instruction session, and the first return to school. There were times of pushing too hard and other moments of holding back. Tears were shed in solitude, hidden from view during shower time. We learned to ignore the involuntary noises and movements that instinctively trigger parental responses. We became advocates, mastering the balance of acting as a shield or a backstop. Unexpected calls from school and unplanned absences became part of our routine. Each morning, I hoped to see the spark return to his eyes, that his pain would diminish, and his head would rise in public. The dread of checking a closed door grew as silence often signaled trouble.
The Evolution of Friendships
Friendships evolved; we lost some and gained others who understood our journey. It was a lesson in accepting help, thanks to teachers and administrators who listened and supported us through every twist and turn. Gradually, we adjusted to a new normal.
Finding Joy Again
As time progressed, we found joy in band concerts and competitions, rehearsing play lines and attending Comic Con. There were movie outings and the thrill of driving for the first time. We learned to accept setbacks, meeting new tics with resilience. He became adept at managing his own meetings, even telling me to ease off with my concern. Laughter and humor returned as his spirit brightened, and I watched him confidently navigate Walmart with his vocal tic, unfazed by the world around him.
A Journey to Graduation
Thus, the last 18 years are clearly mapped out. It has all led to this moment, where he stands poised to receive his diploma and embark on his college journey as a self-assured young man. I still vividly remember his first day of kindergarten, dressed in tiny shorts with a new backpack. As I stepped forward to guide him, he turned, held up his little hand, and declared, “Mom, I got this.”
Those words may not be the same now, but the essence remains. He truly does have this, and my pride in the man he’s become is immeasurable. This journey has been made possible by the unwavering love and support from countless individuals. A simple “thank you” feels insufficient.
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Conclusion
In summary, my son’s journey to graduation has been filled with profound experiences, challenges, and triumphs that shaped him into the young man he is today.