At this time of year it always reminds me of Brandon's innocence, his ability to dream, and his sweetness. Because at this time each year for 19 years I scramble to be Santa just one more year. Every year I delicately question Brandon about whether he believes in Santa or if he believes Santa will arrive on Christmas eve. We track Santa's progress and Brandon loyally goes to bed early to make sure Santa will arrive. I think in some ways Brandon might think there is no Santa, but there is enough of a belief that Santa is still possible that he hangs in each year. So we continue each year. It doesn't matter where we are each Christmas, Brandon still believes Santa has arrived. It is one of the things I love most about Brandon. He does still believe all things are possible and he still has that innocence. Brandon has grown up in many ways of the years. He is definitely a teenager. Loves his own space and loves his own time. But today I am reminded he is still is a kid at heart.
We started the day off a little rough. Brandon and I woke up early and headed to our annual ritual at Central Market to pick up the Holiday dinner. Now that my mom is 90 and my Aunt is 90, the ceremonial cooking falls on me and my two brothers. Really, only one of us slightly cooks and that one is not me. I don't think that gene was passed on to the next generation of Rummel's from my mother. But the great thing is there are so many options now for us "non-cooks" that the cooking part of Christmas is not too unbearable. We stood in a short line for our Holiday meal when Brandon started to have a fairly major seizure. Really no one noticed but us. With this kind of seizure Brandon normally drops to the ground. I held on to him as he had the seizure and as he tried to recover while Central Market staff was loading up the cart. We saw one of the managers who know both of us from Texas Parent to Parent fundraisers and she came over as Brandon was about to recover. Needless to say we were out of there fairly quick after our conversation. Brandon has fully recovered and now is anxiously awaiting the arrival of Santa.
So tonight one more year I will be Santa and one more year Brandon will believe. Maybe it is a lesson for all of us this Christmas to treasure all those around you and you are never to old to stop believing. Merry Christmas Everyone.
Leah
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