Thanksgiving is that time of year when folks, miraculously, take time out of their busy schedules to gather ’round and be thankful.
Blaring car horns…
Phones ringing off the hook…
Folks rushing by to get nowhere fast…
All seem to slow down if only for one day.
For some, parenting a child with autism can seem daunting, even down right frustrating.
For others, parenting a child with autism brings wonder to each day because you never know what’s going to happen.
I, for one, am thankful for autism.
I am a more patient, tolerant, and compassionate person… all thanks to autism.
I am a more caring, kind, and empathetic person… all thanks to autism.
This year, I am not faced with the hustle and bustle of making a grand meal for all to enjoy. (Last year’s headache of not having an oven remains a bitter moment for me.)
This year, I am not faced with having to dash to one family home to another.
My holiday season will seem relatively calm compared to most, and this year, my son won’t be overwhelmed because there’s not much going on at our house.
Even though, all will be peaceful (yay!), I still have much to be thankful for.
I am thankful for the kisses my son slobbers all over my face… every day.
I am thankful for those moments when it seems like he’s eyeballin’ me to death when he’s really probably trying to figure me out (good luck, kid! Others before you have failed miserably with this one!).
I am thankful for the scripting he does because words are words, even when their not his own (he does have an extensive vocabulary, and he does speak his own words but scripts more.)
I am even thankful for the flailing (hand flapping) because he seems to express himself through it.
Basically, I am thankful… for him.
So, as you gather ’round with loved ones, please stop and take a moment to soak in the events unfolding before you.
Hear all the laughter. See all the smiles. Receive all the hugs and kisses.
Because life’s too short not to be thankful for the little gifts it brings… more often than not.