Last Wednesday I spent an incredible morning at the beautiful Frauenthal Center in Muskegon, Michigan, watching my brave autistic 10-year-old son perform with the West Shore Symphony Orchestra. When he got up the morning of the event, he didn't think he could handle it. He was concerned about auditory over-stimulation and performing in front of people. But he decided to give it a try.
And I'm so glad he did. It was an amazing experience, and I sat there for an hour with tears in my eyes, knowing it was not easy for Corban. I listened to him accompanying the orchestra on Mendelssohn's Nocturne, A Midsummer Night's Dream and singing the Toreador chorus from Bizet's opera Carmen.
Afterwards, I asked him what made him decide to go for it. He said, "Because I know how much you've always wanted to play with a symphony orchestra, Mom." It's true; that was always a dream of mine. Did my dream come true last Wednesday? Close enough!