Standing on the east shores of Canada, watching my girl dance on the red sand. Gracefully moving along the sand her arms outstretched. This is the kind of scene I never dared dream before she was born.
When Bronwyn was nominated for a 'wish' by the Make-A-Wish organization she had only two wishes, to go to PEI or to Ireland. To visit the home of LM Montgomery or the homeland of her favourite kind of dance.
PEI won out. The reasons were complicated but the wish was firm, she wanted to see Prince Edward Island.
The rest of us were along for the ride, lucky participants.
Like the creator of Anne, LM Montgomery, Bronwyn has a vivid and full imagination. Most of her childhood was spent playing in a series of worlds within her own mind. Even now you will catch her muttering to herself in an animated way, fully engaged in a world that no one else can access.
We kept a pace that I worried might harm a child with an "atypical" heart. But she never showed signs of tiring. Every new sight or experience was exciting and fun. Even trying a whole lobster for the first time, once she got over the 'gross' factor.
My heart is full of treasured moments, of all my kids. Bronwyn dressed in a fancy little ballet outfit at three dancing around the backyard. Or seeing her break into dance at any point of the day around the house. And now I add to those treasures a picture of my beautiful girl dancing her way across the sands kissed by the Atlantic.
