Oh my darling Xander.
I’ve sat with him so many times while he cried in pain this year.
But I’ve also heard him reassure Mary (who is dealing with back and ankle issues), “Don’t feel bad, I’ve cried through plenty of doctor appointments.”
I’ve driven him to so many therapists, appointments, classes; I’ve arrived at his shoe box apartment to find him propped on a chair, tackling a mountain of dishes. The words I’ve heard the most this year are, “Thanks, you’re a dear.” and “Isn’t Madi amazing?!” We all agree, Madi is AMAZING.
Last year, Xander got engaged on his birthday. He and Madi could never have guessed all the chaos and pain– and exquisite joy ahead of them. It’s been such a year.
Even with the surgeries and therapy and constant pain, Xander’s creativity never ceased. He created hands-free crutches, a rocket snow globe, a motorized Christmas tower and so much more. For the few weeks he could walk, he got us all in the canyon, to the live Nativity, skiing up Millcreek and on adventures around the neighborhood. Still, mostly he was in pain. And he developed a deeper compassion and empathy for everyone in pain.
Happy birthday sweet boy. It’s going to be a good year.