I am not a fan of labels...in fact, I find it incredibly offensive to see a human being as just a certain word..poor, needy, desperate, sick, homeless, hopeless, helpless, sick, mentally ill..ok, two words..but, you get it.
And to say that Evan is "autistic" no matter how little it is, still puts a little wrinkle in my brow.
I would keel over if anyone thought I write out of sympathy, or for any other weird reason that might go through someone's mind. First, we don't go into this much detail with any of our family, mainly because they have their own problems and don't care to be involved..nor can they be because they don't live close enough. So encouragement and support isn't reaching us like it should. But, although this is reason enough, I don't write for that.
Two reasons I do. First, out of sheer therapeutic purposes..I really don't care who reads it. I just have a place to go, to vent, or to write through my feelings that I sometimes don't have the opportunity to verbalize. We often times can't bring ourselves to talk like we write. Yes, I know I am a far cry from a writer..but, I don't care about crossing my t's and dotting my i's so much..this is for me, go English instruct somewhere else..lol!!
Secondly, is because most people don't know what it is like to have a child with autism or that there is a chance you could encounter a child out there, somewhere in your lives and don't know to have compassion and understanding..you see a brat..and meanwhile mom and dad are struggling in all sorts of ways over this child. Statistically, there are a certain amount of marriages that don't make it, and you could be that person that comes in with yours prayers over them and understanding, and much compassion..you don't need to do anything else..oh, maybe allow this mom to vent out her fears and frustrations..she has many.
And, I never know if there is a few parents out there, like scott and i,who for the first couple of years of there child's life, sat in isolation and continual feeling that we had done everything wrong.
Somehow, someway, I feel like you could read this and go ok..whatever..and, one day from now, a month from now, a year from now run across someone who is struggling and have some compassion. Please refrain from suggesting this child might be autistic...that is devastating to hear from a professional..much less, from a person they don't know or trust. But, when and if that is the case, you can refer them here..to my blog..and let them find a person who can relate..and then, find healing and support in their community, or be the source for others.
No, I don't have it all figured out, and if you know me well enough, you would know that I probably never will..!!
I just know, personally, how much a label over a child's life can be a devastating thing. My label was more in the poor, neglected range...a person "less" likely to succeed. And, I didn't believe in my heart that any person on this planet had a right to put fear and devastation over me..and I believed that there is more to this life, beyond my capability of understanding..yes, much more than my heart can even profess. That is why I believe in Christ...I know his ability to take a small, weak, innocent child and give them a fighting chance after the world has somewhat forsaken them...and re-assigns their life with a purpose, and not believe the one word, set in stone and unshakable sometimes, words over them.
I can't speak for what you believe or why..but I know I wouldn't be able to write any of this without a God behind me, guiding me, fighting for me, and giving me more courage and strength sometimes..in my hardest moments. I ain't a girl to try to convince or convert anybody...you
gotta want more than the world sells you..unless your satisfied with what you have.
I'm just gonna be behind you, supporting you, praying for you and trying to give as much encouragement as I can. Exactly what I don't get..I will try to give..I know how incredibly important it is. And if you have someone in your life who does give you all the hope, and encouragement...please thank them...all the time..it's an incredible thing!!
And to say that Evan is "autistic" no matter how little it is, still puts a little wrinkle in my brow.
I would keel over if anyone thought I write out of sympathy, or for any other weird reason that might go through someone's mind. First, we don't go into this much detail with any of our family, mainly because they have their own problems and don't care to be involved..nor can they be because they don't live close enough. So encouragement and support isn't reaching us like it should. But, although this is reason enough, I don't write for that.
Two reasons I do. First, out of sheer therapeutic purposes..I really don't care who reads it. I just have a place to go, to vent, or to write through my feelings that I sometimes don't have the opportunity to verbalize. We often times can't bring ourselves to talk like we write. Yes, I know I am a far cry from a writer..but, I don't care about crossing my t's and dotting my i's so much..this is for me, go English instruct somewhere else..lol!!
Secondly, is because most people don't know what it is like to have a child with autism or that there is a chance you could encounter a child out there, somewhere in your lives and don't know to have compassion and understanding..you see a brat..and meanwhile mom and dad are struggling in all sorts of ways over this child. Statistically, there are a certain amount of marriages that don't make it, and you could be that person that comes in with yours prayers over them and understanding, and much compassion..you don't need to do anything else..oh, maybe allow this mom to vent out her fears and frustrations..she has many.
And, I never know if there is a few parents out there, like scott and i,who for the first couple of years of there child's life, sat in isolation and continual feeling that we had done everything wrong.
Somehow, someway, I feel like you could read this and go ok..whatever..and, one day from now, a month from now, a year from now run across someone who is struggling and have some compassion. Please refrain from suggesting this child might be autistic...that is devastating to hear from a professional..much less, from a person they don't know or trust. But, when and if that is the case, you can refer them here..to my blog..and let them find a person who can relate..and then, find healing and support in their community, or be the source for others.
No, I don't have it all figured out, and if you know me well enough, you would know that I probably never will..!!
I just know, personally, how much a label over a child's life can be a devastating thing. My label was more in the poor, neglected range...a person "less" likely to succeed. And, I didn't believe in my heart that any person on this planet had a right to put fear and devastation over me..and I believed that there is more to this life, beyond my capability of understanding..yes, much more than my heart can even profess. That is why I believe in Christ...I know his ability to take a small, weak, innocent child and give them a fighting chance after the world has somewhat forsaken them...and re-assigns their life with a purpose, and not believe the one word, set in stone and unshakable sometimes, words over them.
I can't speak for what you believe or why..but I know I wouldn't be able to write any of this without a God behind me, guiding me, fighting for me, and giving me more courage and strength sometimes..in my hardest moments. I ain't a girl to try to convince or convert anybody...you
gotta want more than the world sells you..unless your satisfied with what you have.
I'm just gonna be behind you, supporting you, praying for you and trying to give as much encouragement as I can. Exactly what I don't get..I will try to give..I know how incredibly important it is. And if you have someone in your life who does give you all the hope, and encouragement...please thank them...all the time..it's an incredible thing!!
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