I
believe in the power of family. My faith in this concept of family comes from
my own family, and the way we handled Robert. Robert is the 5th of 7
children in my family. I was 7 years old when Robert was born. My brother Andy
was 5 and my twin sisters Jamie and Jennifer were 3. We were close before
Robert came. We would have been close if he never came. But he came, and
because he came, we are close. Robert was born on February 12 with a rare
condition called arthrogryposis. He says he kind of looks like a ventriloquist
dummy. The night he was born was not one we thought would end well. An emergency
c section, a name and a blessing from a loving father, goodbyes from crying
siblings and a long wait for a newborn to return to his maker. The wait was too
long. Long enough for the doctors to take back their prediction of death and
cause a flurry of activity to keep this tenacious fellow with us just a little
longer.
The
weeks, months, and years that followed were stressful. Life flights to Primary
Children’s Hospital were a regular thing. Aunts and uncles stepping up to be
there when my parents couldn't a grandpa that went to work inventing
contraptions that would allow his grandson to participate, a father who would
bow hunt with a backpack so that his son could go, older brothers who teased
him because he’s normal, younger brothers who wrestled their fragile older
brother because that’s just how he is, a mother who’s time suddenly wasn’t so
much her own, and the list goes on and on. THIS is the power of family.
Just for the sake of understanding,
Robert is all there mentally. In fact some might say he’s smart. Just don’t tell
him that. It will go to his head. He’s 13 years old now, loves the Steelers and
Clippers, drives a wheelchair with his head and really talks a lot of trash. I
am close to him because, in my family, we choose to be. I have been a part of
some special things because Robert was born the way he was. He’s my friend and
brother and why I KNOW there is power in family.
sounds like a great kid...Also sounds like Robert is a great kid too!
ReplyDeleteThis is a touching story, Matt. I appreciate your willingness to share something so personal. The imagery is vivid in some parts: "loves the Steelers... father who would bow hunt with a backpack, etc." Perhaps you could incorporate smoother transitions from one thought to another though. This topic would actually work well for your next assignment, the personal narrative. I would like to really meet Robert through your writing.
ReplyDeleteAnd did you forget mention, Robert can out eat Matt at any spaghetti dinner and without utensiles.
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