Acceptance

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Acceptance.

It is something that is so easy and yet so difficult.

This is my 9-year-old son Jayden.

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He has Autism. He is one of the 1 in 88 who has been diagnosed.

He does not want sympathy. He does not want pity. All he wants is understanding.

Understanding that while his brain is wired a little differently than your 9-year-old child’s, he still has feelings. He still wants to have friends. He wants to be accepted.

He has difficulty finding the right words to go with his emotions.
He has difficulty with certain sounds.
He has difficulty when his routine or schedule changes.

He does not like to wear socks and shoes.
He has realized that putting things in his mouth helps him to calm down so he chews gum a lot.
He has amazing hearing so he can hear every single noise in the classroom and is easily distracted.
He does not have the skill of empathy.
He likes to be alone a lot of the time.
When he cannot cope with a situation he often has a meltdown which resembles a 3yr olds tantrum.
He can become aggressive when his black and white thoughts are not understood or when he cannot express himself to others clearly.

These are some of the things Jayden struggles with because he has Autism. Yet, despite all of those things, in many ways he is just a regular, average 9yr old boy. And because of his Autism, he has some amazing abilities.

He has an impeccable memory and can remember the minutest of details.
He has an amazing amount of creativity and imagination; he can create things using paper, scissor and tape that I would never have imagined possible.
He loves Legos.
His favorite food is chocolate and he would survive on it if I would let him.
He loves to listen to music and likes any music that has a good beat to it.
He loves to cook; in fact, he makes dinner all on his own once a week for us and he wants to be a chef when he grows up.
He loves to run and has in fact become my running partner.
He loves his family. Most of all he loves God.

Despite all of his amazing qualities, what he craves most in life is a friend. A friend who will accept him for who he is. A friend who will look past some of his difficulties and differences and just accept him for who he is. A friend who will learn to look past the barriers and see what amazing qualities he has to offer in a friendship. A friend who will go to bat for him and defend him; a friend who will love him.

Kids can be cruel. They do not always understand that different is okay. It is up to you to teach them that. It is up to you to teach them acceptance. It is up to you to teach them to be aware that someone may not always appear to be who you think they are. It is up to you to teach them to love.

I  cannot even count how many times my son has come home upset and in tears because all he wants is a friend. My heart just aches for him. He just wants to be like the other 9 year old boys at his school. He knows he has Autism. He knows he is different. But he cannot or does not always want to express that to others because then they would know for sure that he isn’t “normal.” On the surface he can appear mean because he doesn’t always know how to initiate play with others. I understand that this can keep others from wanting to play with him, but he does not. His little heart just craves for what we all crave; to be loved and accepted unconditionally.

While my goal today is to help raise acceptance of Autism, it is also to reach out to all of the parents and ask them to teach their children about Autism. Please teach your children about other kids around them that may have Autism. Teach them what it means. Teach them acceptance and love for them. Teach them how to be a friend.

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One of My Favorite Things

This week I am joining in at Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop.

Mama’s Losin’ It

2.) Share one of your favorite things.

I can hardly believe that it is less than two years since my life was forever changed. It seems like I have known her for a lifetime.

A mutual acquaintance asked me to reach out to her; to help her feel welcome.
She was going to be moving close to me and is an army wife. They were being transferred to my neck of the woods.

We talked a little bit through the magic of the internet but we had yet to meet.  I invited her to a church gathering that we were having and even though she had never met me, she came.

I should have known then.

But I did not know. How could I know the depths to which our friendship would grow?

I could never have imagined how much this woman would become a part of my life and how much she would change it in such a short time.

Because of my home life and the dysfunction I grew up in, I never really had any close girlfriends. I never had a girlfriend who I would stay up late with talking about boys and the latest fashions. I never had a girlfriend to run to when I needed a hug or a shoulder to cry on.

I never knew what I was missing until I found it.

In a very short time, I have found that girlfriend.

She is the girlfriend that I can stay up late with talking about boys and fashion our daily lives. She is the girlfriend I can run to when I need a hug or shoulder to cry on. She is the girlfriend I can run to when I need advice. She is the girlfriend I can share a pan of bread pudding with and not feel guilty. She is the girlfriend who let me be in the delivery room when her 3rd child was born. She is the girlfriend who can give me a slap of reality when I need it the most. She is the girlfriend that can brighten my day with one simple text. She is the girlfriend who knows me better than anyone else besides my husband.

She is my girlfriend. She is my confidant. She is my soul mate for life.

She has become one of my favorite things.