It doesn’t matter what you believe just so long as you’re sincere. -Charles M. Schulz
Not everyone celebrates Halloween.
Not everyone eats candy.
And that’s ok.
Us? We have two young sons who enjoyed both yesterday.
In the last two years, Abraham’s health has made conventional Halloween fun a challenge. In 2014, he was recovering on October 31st from brain surgery the day before at the age of six.
Two years ago today, I updated friends and family post-craniotomy:
‘Intense day yesterday, but turned a little corner last night. Ate a tiny bit; talking more. Doctor very pleased with the surgery results.
Line of the day:
Nurse: That was a good idea, Abraham!
Abe: You can call me smarty pants if you want to, even though I got no pants on!’
Always a jokester, even when he is recovering from brain surgery and hooked up to monitors galore.
In 2015, Abram was seven and battling infection and the effects of chemotherapy. He and I celebrated together quietly in the hospital.
Abraham has to be one of the biggest eight-year-old Charles M. Schulz fans around. He has vintage Peanuts books, memorabilia, encyclopedias; you name it. It is also his dream to be a comedian or cartoonist one day.
It’s the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown started our family weekend rolling. Like the Peanuts gang, his old soul is straight out of the past where kids were kids and the world was a welcome playground. To be hospitalized on a sweet, spooky and silly holiday two-years in-a-row was unfortunate. So this year on Halloween, Abraham and his brother Tom were able to just be together and have some fun.
Times have changed and so has trick-or-treating. We only went to houses we knew, but we made the rounds, because this pup needed to ring some doorbells!
With each achievement, we celebrate. We celebrate childhood. We celebrate mobility and stamina. We celebrate family and friends. We celebrate happiness.
We celebrate life.