Our autism is a huge collection of Angry Birds stuffed animals, carried around and slept with, even though they’re too numerous to be carried in one trip.
It’s eyes that flicker to mine, but don’t linger.
It’s lots and lots of peanut butter sandwiches.
Sometimes it’s stares and questioning glances.
Our autism is two brothers who watch out for the third.
It’s the third being a defender to the other two, too.
It’s the very best hugs in the world, especially because they aren’t given to just anyone.
Sometimes it’s always being “it” or “the monster” or “the bad guy” in whatever game happens on the playground, as if the otherness is that obvious.
Our autism can be full of sleepless nights or at least really, really late ones.
It’s kicking butt at math, reading, and spelling, even if the physical act of writing is a struggle.
It’s knowing what issues to press and what is a hill I’m not willing to die on.
Sometimes it’s hearing “Why does he do that?”
Our autism is knowing we will answer those who ask out of genuine concern or because they need to know, but that we don’t have to answer every question.
It’s unwavering concentration on Minecraft videos and playing Skylanders even though he beat the game a long time ago.
It’s loving jumping in the waves and fishing at the beach.
Sometimes it’s a really long day.
It’s wishing there was a volume control button on all electronics because they’re all played too loud.
It’s needing to run and jump and not sit still all day.
Our autism is changing and evolving and getting easier(you know, except when it’s still really hard). When the diagnosis first came a few years ago, it was wishing I had a magic wand to be able to make everything better. And while I’d still take that magic wand if someone offered it, I’m not desperately wishing and hoping for it all the time now.
Jess at Four Plus an Angel is asking bloggers to share what your autism looks like, knowing that it varies so much from family to family. While I’ve shared a little before what my son’s autism is like, it continues to change. The only constant being how fiercely I love all three of my boys.
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