As evening approached, I took my boys to our community pool for a night swim. When we got there, my boys dived in, splashing around with big smiles on their faces. With the exception of my oldest, who felt overwhelmed by the other swimmers and immediately wanted to go home after about 3 minutes. I knew that there was no crowd and the pool was big enough for the few families that were there, but I’ve also come to realize that I can’t always make things better for him. So we called Dad to come and pick him up from the pool.
After he left, I felt very sad for him, he couldn’t even enjoy a simple swim at the pool, but I was also proud that he was aware of his limitations and took steps to help himself before he became overwhelmed and lashed out at someone.
I think my middle child was also feeling sadness for his older brother.
A moment later we both witnessed a bright shooting star that traveled across the sky above us. Then my middle child came up to me and said, “Hey Mom, I just saw a shooting star and instead of wishing for a cool toy, I made a wish that my brother would get better someday.”
I was touched by this moment, it reminded me that there’s so much love in our family and no matter what challenges we face, we face them together.