I admire your rewire
This one she typed out with me holding her arm just below the elbow. I don’t even think I did any of the hand “reset” squeezes that I have been doing. Gradually, I’ve been giving her less and less support. There were times when she held the keys down too long or accidentally hit a key. This is a challenge for her and I am beyond proud of not only more independence in typing, but her amazing poetry.
I told her that I wanted to post this poem and asked her if she had a photo in mind to put with it.
Me: “What picture did you have in mind?”
Emma: arrangement of wires
One of the first things Emma ever spelled out for me was this statement: I yearn to tell you that I belong
She’s typed it out a few times now and I can’t help but reflect on what she is conveying with these words. She wants the whole world to know that she belongs. But I wanted to ask her myself what she meant by it.
Emma: that I appreciate being in this kind of world
Me: “What kind of world is that?”
Emma: typically tremendous
Once again, not the response I was expecting. Typically tremendous is not the kind of description people usually give to this kind of world we live in. But Emma appreciates it – and maybe so should I more than ever since God has given me this miracle of mine.
I admire your rewire, Emma.