How do you thank someone who has forever altered her son’s life? How do you adequately express the depth of gratitude that one feels?
I think back to my little 3 year old boy. I remember the tears that would flow when he’d scream and cry as water poured over his face in the bathtub. I remember having to physically hold him down as my husband cut his hair.
Back then he only spoke when prompted, and even then it was more like he was mimicking us. And back then, not that long ago, he didn’t like hugs, kisses, or tickles.
My heart would break every time I thought about how trapped he must feel inside his own body.
And then you came into our lives and helped bring him back from the abyss.
You will never fully understand the depth of gratitude I have for you, and all his other teachers. You gave me my son. I traded in that scared, wounded, trapped little boy for the young man he always was, but just couldn’t express.
He now gets big boy hair cuts with no problem, splashing in the bathtub with glee, hugs me, kisses me, and tell me he loves me…every. single. day. He runs, plays, has best friends, has an opinion about everything and CAN NOW SHARE THAT WITH US!
He is a beautiful young man. He is going to make me so proud. Wait, scratch that, he already has made me so proud.
Thank you. Thank you for being his little special angel.
The day I walked my scared little 3 year old son into class for the first time was one of his biggest defining moments, and I just didn’t realize it at the time.
You’re so very special to me. And I’ll never forget you.
(the letter i wrote for my son’s therapist/teacher. he is graduating the program, going to kindergarten, and it’s all such a beautiful thing!)