Wink from Heaven: Batter up!

Monday, April 12, 2010

Batter up!

Even though Caleb has had a trach infection for the last 2 weeks, we couldn't resist the chance to enjoy one of the few sunny days we had over Spring break! We watched the BYU women's softball team play UTAH on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. We munched hot dogs, watched BYU win, and soaked up lots of sunshine!
Batter up my cute boy!

8 comments:

Becky said...: I'm so glad you got out and that there was atleast a day or two of sunshine. :) Sounds like it was a great day!; April 12, 2010 at 9:10 AM
Tara Bennett said...: Looks like fun and that pic is soooo cute!; April 12, 2010 at 9:39 AM
Candace said...: How fun, April! My husband loves to go out to the ole ball park! Most the time it's too hot outside for Faith though, lol!; April 12, 2010 at 10:43 AM
Anonymous said...: Looks like he had fun...some time out in the sun always helps!; April 12, 2010 at 2:34 PM
Anonymous said...: Looks like a great day out!

Hope Caleb's Trach infection is getting better.; April 12, 2010 at 3:15 PM
Emily said...: Fun day! Caleb looks like he got some sun on his cute cheeks.; April 12, 2010 at 3:36 PM
Lacey said...: It really has been a super nice last few days, we've been getting out too!; April 12, 2010 at 5:03 PM
April said...: I know, it totally looks like Caleb got fried- but he's just been really flushed lately- I promise we kept him in the shade :); April 12, 2010 at 7:53 PM

Prayer for Caleb

(written by Caleb's Grandma in her weekly column -2008-)

In my family we have a secret code to communicate our love for each other when we are out in public. We wink. When one of us is about to perform or speak, we look for a family member’s face in the crowd. Then we wink at each other. Closing one eye and winking is our secret code for saying, “I love you. You can do it. You’re wonderful.”

About three years ago, my grandson Caleb was born into our family. He must have known before birth that he would never be able to speak to us because he was born with one eyelid permanently closed. So, he is always “winking” at us, always communicating, “I love you. You can do it. You’re wonderful.”

Caleb has one eye lid permanently closed because he is missing one of his eyes . . . and he is also missing his brain. All the doctors said he would die soon after birth. They were wrong. Caleb is three years old. He is a medical miracle. The doctors say he can’t see, hear, speak, think or move. Those who know and love Caleb understand he has his own unique way of experiencing the world and communicating his love to those around him.

After Caleb was born the hospice people told us to buy a burial plot and continually warned us of his imminent death. We soon learned you can not live well in a state of fear and sadness. We decided we could spend Caleb’s entire life anxious and scared he might die at any moment, or we could celebrate each day we were blessed to have him with us. In the beginning, my daughter April celebrated Caleb’s birthday every week instead of every year with balloons and cupcakes because we simply did not know how long we would have him with us. We stopped the cupcakes after we gained ten pounds, but the celebrating goes on.

We all prayed for a miracle when we first learned about Caleb’s condition. We got one. Caleb’s birth, life and mission have had a deep and lasting impact on our lives. His spirit, eternal identity and most of all the loving, individual relationship he has with each of us is truly a miracle. Because of Caleb we know that each of us has a divine purpose and that the physical body is a sacred gift we should never take for granted. We better understand the worth of a soul and the resiliency of the human spirit.

Caleb’s five year old brother Matthew said, “Grandma. The doctors said Caleb was going to die, but he didn’t. That’s the first miracle I ever saw!”

Sometimes Caleb’s baby brother Mitchell pulls out his feeding tube while they hold hands riding together in their double stroller. Sometimes the only intervention that can get Caleb’s heart rate up is when his older brothers Josh and Matty crawl in his crib, hug him and sing, “I am a Child of God.” ...If you have a moment please offer a prayer for the little boy who has never been able to utter a single word and yet has taught everyone who knows and loves him – all the secrets of a rich and meaningful life.