Yesterday, when we were driving down Ridge Road on the way to fill up da car, Poopsie and I spotted an Autism ribbon. It was a little different than the other ones we have looked at in the past. This one had a section that was just blue and said, Find the cure. I said to Poopsie, Look at that.... He looked and then he said something about how it was nice and maybe we should get one for our car. Nate perked up and looked and then he looked back at Poopsie and me and said, I dont need to be cured. Autism is a part of me, and Im ok with it. Brought tears to my eyes. I told him he was awesome just the way he was, and I realized that, for the first time in the 21 years since Matt was diagnosed, I was ok with it too. Maybe it is easier for me to be ok with it since my kids are considered higher functioning...maybe this wont feel so heartwarming to my friends who have children who are non-verbal or who act out in such a way that a normal family life is impossible, but this is who my son is....I dont know if he would be the same person without being on the spectrum. I dont know if cure is even the right word. Treat, would be more along something I would find acceptable....Anywhoo, love me or hate me, thats what happened yesterday. I havent felt this much peace in my heart for years.
Posted on: Sun, 10 Aug 2014 19:00:06 +0000
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