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I’ve never shared this photo before.
It’s my own personal day of infamy, captured on 35mm film.
I loved Spiderman, books, and my 2-week old baby sister. What more could a 4-year-old want?
I turned deaf that day.
It was the last day my grandmother’s piano behind me played music.
The last time I heard a chorus of Happy Birthday.
The last time I heard a baby cry.
And it feels surreal looking at the picture now. Knowing that my own Itty Bit is the same age. Knowing that my world would be utterly rocked if he woke up one morning and said,
“Mommy, I can’t hear”
Do you know what it’s like to cope with an angry 4-year-old? One who has suddenly lost every voice in their life? Every sound from the telephone, radio, alarms, television? This woman does:
There aren’t really words – spoken or written or signed, that can explain how the simple fact that she refused to give up or let go – saved me.
I owe her.
For making me feel like a person again.
For proving that sometimes being “special” is a good thing.
For promising me that God had a plan for me.
Someday I’ll write about the battles. The professionals who thought they knew better than a mother. The educators who went head-to-head with her and lost. And the fact that we are still standing… regardless of what the diagnosis was.
But today? I’ll let her say it herself. The true story that she wrote for a college writing class years ago. In her own words, how it feels to be a mother of a deaf child.
I love you Mommio.