I finally went back to church this last Sunday, I know its shocking!!!! This was the first time I went to Relief Society in over a year because they released me from primary. They were talking about life's miracles. We have had more miracles happen to us in the last 4 years than we deserve. Yes, if you are having that many miracles it must also mean that you are having that many trials. When asked about what miracles we have had in my life I immediately thought of Tyler. I instantly reverted back to my little boy at age 18 months totally lost, engulfed in his private world, without means to communicate with us. I remember thinking there is something wrong with my little boy and we need to fix it. When we found out it was Autism I was initially shocked as anyone would be when hearing the news. But luckily, both Matt and I were shocked into action, not grief. My miracle came when a girl named Amber showed up at our door and told us how we were going to treat our little boy so that he would live a normal life. When told we would strap him in a chair, and force him to learn for 6 hours a day (ABA therapy), I thought life was more than cruel. When he would cry I would be told to leave the room because he looked to me, instead of the therapist for mercy. As a mother, a father, a family, it just about broke us. But, the miracle came in the fact that we new the therapy was the right thing to do, we could live through it and we did. Sometimes it was one day at a time, sometimes one hour at a time. The miracle has re-presented its self in the fact that Tyler is going to be able to attend a typical normal functioning kindergarten instead of a special need classroom. Those early years were some of the most difficult years and now I am seeing the miracle of my son everyday. I went to go pick up Tyler from his church classroom and he said, "Here mommy, I made this for you." If you look closely, he wrote Tyler mom all by himself. He drew a picture of me!! Sure, I have 3 arms and at first I had no hair. But, he did it by himself, and it touched my heart. He has become one of my personal miracles. I hope one day he knows that we love him more than anything and we would do anything for him. As we are packing up tonight and our time in Boston is over, I am really feeling bittersweet. Our years here have been at times almost unbearable. But they have made us so strong, so loving towards each other, and they have changed us. We are different people leaving here than when we came. I'd like to think for the better, in some ways for the worse. We joke that we have become Boston when Matt drives, or when the cashier gets a little too friendly and we think just check us out and lets get out. I know Boston will forever be a place we love in our hearts because it is where we became real adults. People who have to struggle, work hard, and rely on each other to get through the hard times. My parents always say they would trade in the struggling years of their marriage because it made them grow. I now know the same, we wouldn't be the Matt and Megan Mower we are today without the trials we have endured and made it through.
