"Bouncing Off the Walls" Hero Meets Hero at Spider-Man: Turn Off the Dark

By Jessica Yahner
05 Jul 2013

Adam stands center stage after the show
Adam's face beamed with excitement when he heard the bus driver announce how long it would be until we arrived in New York. He was even more excited when we stopped by Midtown Comics and picked out some books to start his new collection. It wasn't until we actually got to the Foxwoods Theatre and started to look at the show photos on display outside that he started to put it all together. He ran from sign to sign, gleefully slinging webs at everyone who passed by, saying, "I get to see the really REAL Spider-Man!" He gave me more hugs than I could count and high-fived everyone we interacted with while entering the theatre. During the show, Adam's emotions ranged from cheering with excitement to screaming out loud and diving from his chair into mine. He laughed, cried, and was completely riveted to the action, trying to keep constant tabs on where Spider-Man was flying. It was amazing to watch the show through his eyes, full of wonder and admiration for the "good guy" who he insisted he had no doubt would win in the end.

When the show ended Adam turned to me and proclaimed that this had been "the best surprise in the whole universe!" As we walked outside to the stage door, I told him that there might be one more surprise left, and indeed, it was an amazing one. I can not say enough wonderful things about the time we spent backstage at the theatre. Our guide though the process was amazing. She interacted beautifully with Adam and made him feel extremely important. Adam had the once-in-a-lifetime chance to shout, "You're fired!" at me with J. Jonah Jameson, to show off his light-up Spider-Man shoes to Mary Jane Watson, and yes, to sling a few webs with his own personal hero. He got his own copy of the Daily Bugle and stood centerstage, staring out at the empty house, smiling from ear to ear. After saying reluctant goodbyes at the theatre, we met Adam's aunt for dinner, took him on his first subway ride and made it back to the bus to start our journey home in a state of blissful exhaustion.

On the ride home Adam told me that he had felt "every feeling he had to feel" during the course of the day. Thinking back on the days when I held his tiny body and wondered if he would survive, I was overwhelmed by the realization of just how truly alive he really is. There's no appropriate way to say thank you to someone who hands your precious child their wildest dream on a silver, or in this case, webbed platter. I hope that everyone who was a part of our amazing day could see in Adam's eyes how much it meant to him, and to me, to be there. I use the word grateful a lot in my life, and on this day I was most profoundly grateful that my good guy, and his good guy, both won.