I Dreamed

By Amy W. Opalk

I dreamed he’d be born beautiful and healthy.

He was.

I dreamed he’d tell me that he loves me.

He tells me every day.

I dreamed he’d be bright and funny.

He is – his humor is wonderful.

I dreamed he’d ride a bike, catch a ball and wrestle with his big brother.

He does and his brother loves it.

I dreamed he’d have big birthday parties with lots of friends and cake and presents.

He’s had six.

I dreamed he’d one day get on a bus and go to kindergarten.

He did it yesterday – my heart full of love and my eyes full of tears.

I dreamed he’d make us proud.

He has and he’s inspired us.

Dean has Down Syndrome.

I never dreamed that.

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