09/03/2026
Twenty five years ago today.
I had no idea what I was doing. I was exhausted and anxious. And really afraid that I was gonna mess it all up.
I didn’t know what to expect as a mom. I imagine that worked in my favor having a baby who would eventually receive autism and apraxia diagnosis’.
I didn’t measure what was, against what I thought should be.
That’s not to say I didn’t know that something was different. I did. It scared me. But there was very little of the “why me” and “why my child” thinking.
I was more in the camp of why not me? Why not him? Why not us?
Why would we not embrace this life we were given? Why not change these perceived challenges into opportunities for grand adventures?
Why not see it as an invitation to learn and grow and beat the odds?
Why not?
I couldn’t come up with a good answer for that one, so learning and growing is what I’ve tried to do.
In the beginning, it wasn’t an easy task. It took a long time for me to get my footing, which I still lose on occasion, and I can struggle to get it back.
But I keep going.
Because I know what it feels like when the grand adventures are in full swing.
Communication breakthroughs and starring in an opera and long stays in New York and Omaha and trips to London and Vegas and owning a business. Now a documentary that he’ll be co-directing.
And so much more.
What a delight it has been to bear witness to so many accomplishments.
What an honor to be called Mom by such an extraordinary human, who’s constantly surprising and impressing all of us, with his humor, wit, and wisdom.
What a joy this life has become.
Thank you, Jakob for 25 years of unpredictably, silliness, persistent pokes to stay grounded and present, and a love I never would have guessed possible.
You are my greatest teacher and my best friend.
Love you big big big big big.
Happy Birthday, Buddy.💙