Today. Of all things, they apologized to me and it was quirky at first. They told me they were sorry. Sorry for my boy and his place on the spectrum. Sorry, as though there is something about my boy that is somehow less than them. I could have gotten angry. Once upon a time there might have been a day where I would have taken that moment to throw my anger their way.... but not now. Not these days. Not anymore. Not today. Today I smiled. Today I acted pleasantly surprised. Today, I asked, Huh? My boy? Today, I said, Oh, dont be sorry. Today, I explained to the novice, Autism, for us, is a processing issue and my boy is fabulous and not less than anyone. Some days are easier than others but every day of his life has been a marvel...I kid you not. A lesson in life, learning and discovery. You really feel like that? They asked. Today, I assured them, Yeah. Most people dont get it. Autism is a processing issue and sure, hes quirky, and he had a severe speech delay and his speech is still a little choppy but it has nothing to do with his brain or his ability. And then I announced to them something they had never heard before, Honestly, most days I really feel like the lucky one. Just 1 in 68 and hes mine. Hes just different, but not less. But thats just me and my boy and our journey. I cant speak for anyone else. Sparkle On, my friends.
Posted on: Tue, 27 Jan 2015 01:57:40 +0000
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