(If you need some background, read bravery.)
Ryan has given me many gifts since he was born, but perhaps the greatest is the gift of perspective...an appreciation of all the things that I can do that I never thought twice about before. For example, not being scared to death when I walk into a loud, crazy movie theatre.
We went to the see the new 3-D movie Rio and, as always happens, E and Lily ran to their seats and Ryan and I stood in the back of the theatre by the door.
At first, all the loud noises and bright images are terrifying for him and he keeps saying "I have to get out of here!" Sometimes we have to go to the lobby and catch our breath before going back in. Often I have to insist that we can't go home.
Eventually he is able to adjust a bit and I know he is feeling better because he starts to greet everyone that comes in with this same phrase: "Hi there! You've got your popcorn so grab a seat!" When he gets really nervous, he repeats the same phrases over and over again.
Finally, when he feels comfortable, when his brain has made whatever adjustments it needs to make to all the stimulation, we sit...on the aisle, in the very back, by the door. Sometimes it takes longer than others, but he always makes it.
And then, when people walk back and forth by him in his seat without a second thought, I always want to grab one and say "Hey! You just walked by the bravest boy in the world! He climbed a mountain to get to this seat!" Since I can't do that, I'm telling you instead.