Goals and Gifts

After the shock of Libby's 18th birthday and the amount of work to be done in order to get her into college, I asked Libby what her goal was for the rest of the year.  (This is after the challenges of SSDI, modifications, and accessibility hit me like a circus train full of elephants.) She responded that she wanted to dance at her prom and walk the stage at graduation.  So, we have been pushing her more and more to strengthen her legs and trunk. The ability to walk more and correct her body positions more has been enhanced since the DBS increase and the Botox at the start of March.  

We pushed her goal over Spring Break and starting this week I left her wheel chair at school and walked her to the car.  The next morning she walked to her class.  And repeat.   Tonight she walked, always with assistance, into Walmart. We have to push her because she still gets no therapy outside of school; I hope that this will change over the summer.  It's a challenge for my body as well as hers, but her goals match mine for her and I know it will be worth it. Moving her and stretching her more it is.   I'll add some Tylenol.  

An amazing young man, Jake, has asked Libby to go to prom.   He is smart, sweet and truly one of the kindest people I've met. 

His mom, Eliza, has been an ASL

Interpreter in my classes for many years. She, and her family, have known Libby since before the Lyme disease changed our lives.  

She thinks he's very handsome and squeals every time he is mentioned.  She is beyond excited to go to prom, show off her dress, dance, and have a date.  

 

**Disclaimer-- I have loved this school for over 13 years.  Since I first stepped foot on the campus.  We have made choices and sacrifices so that I can work at this school 35 miles away from the home I also love.**

Unknown to me a group of seniors started an Instagram and Twitter campaign to nominate and elect Libby as Prom Queen   Uhmmmmmm, what?  Totally unexpected and something I would never even say outloud that would be thought of, much less dreamt of.   Today was the voting, ironically through English classes, and I was humbled throughout the day. 

Since I heard about this whole Queen thing I've been afraid. I didn't want my precious pearl to become a joke or to be used period.   So afraid and protective that I haven't even told her that she has been nominated.  Talking to my students I have been even more humbled and amazed by them than ever.   I was told about how Libby always shares her smile, sings, and laughs with her peers.   They have lived through the last four years watching her walk into Caprock as a Freshmen and then become almost chair bound.  They have lived through her tests, scary surgeries, and the painfilled progression of this terrible disease. Libby is theirs and she claims them.  When a kid waves at her she always tells me "my friend" and then fills me in on what class she has with them.   I have learned to love all of these kids through her eyes and heard from Libby when a student was upset and failing, or excited and thriving.   

Because of these amazing students, Libby has been able to try many things knowing that she had their support.  Even when her body shuts down and her speech leaves her, she still has other kids who don't give up. Because of these scholars and future leaders she has been given an amazing gift- acceptance of her regardless of her abilities or disabilities.   Whether she is elected or not, Libby will be filled with joy simply hearing her name called out at her senior prom.  

This day, this chance that before her body was attacked wasn't guaranteed and I would have taken her prom for granted.  I am so full of awe and gratitude that I cannot even process what these kids have chosen to do.   

This school is a high poverty school with a high percentage of students of color and these are the ones who have chosen to allow two who would be generally overlooked to shine.   One of the boys nominated also has some challenges and is well known as one of the kindest and funniest people on campus.   They have chosen to give these kids a chance.  Admiration and appreciation don't cover it. Already such an amazing gift.  I love my children, biological and claimed.  They are all mine and Lord knows they have my heart.  

Meanwhile, there are several weeks of high stakes tests and lesson plans and life until the prom.   Lots of planning to be done!   Never underestimate the kindness of people. Simply amazed. What a gift it is to do what I love with such amazing students.