Pablo, peeking over the balcony railing. I want to write about my son. I don’t even know how to put into words what’s going on in my brain, though. It’s such an overwhelming time for us right now, and please don’t misunderstand me - it’s a WONDERFULLY overwhelming, frighteningly exciting time. He’s moving forward and doing so many more things since beginning Kindergarten a few weeks ago. And I feel like we’re on this crazy rollercoaster of ups and downs. I’m reading the most amazing book right now about autism, and it feels like my eyes are being opened to all these new ideas - things I’ve always believed to be true, but never had any validation or confirmation of these ideas until right now. Pablo is really blossoming into a delightful little person, and seeing the change in him is beautiful and heartbreaking all at once. Beautiful because I can see for the first time how comfortable, safe, and happy he is, living a little 5-year-old boy’s life. Heartbreaking because I still see him struggling throughout the day and I still see people glancing at him with a raised eyebrow. Our boy has such a wonderful, kind soul. He’s so sensitive and intuitive and loving. Yet, he has such a hard time fitting into this world. I feel like I’m sitting on this gigantic secret, like I have a winning lotto ticket floating around in the bottom of my purse. If people only knew - if they would only open their minds and hearts a little - they would see how special these children are. I firmly believe in my heart that this disability isn’t a disability at all - it’s a gift - and in time, we’re going to figure out how to unlock the gifts within each of these children. I think that may be as simple as changing our own mindset about what is right and normal and acceptable. Without getting too crazymushy, let me just say - I feel like I’m on the edge of something big here. Like, we’re about to fall face first into some life changing realizations. It’s pretty cool!

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