I didn’t choose to have a son with Autism. If my fairy godmother had come down and described what it was going to be like and asked if I was in, I would have taken off so fast that her “make it so” wand would have choked to death from the exhaust. That’s because back then I didn’t know any better. Back then, I didn’t know Josh.
Parenting a child with autism is hard. I went from being an easy going, go with the flow kind of person, to one that had to arrange and facilitate another human beings’ life…every single day, all day long, forever and ever. I might be exaggerating that time frame. I hope. One thing is for sure…and that is that I’ve had to have the answers to many, many things that I didn’t even know were questions.
Here’s the cool part. Life with Josh turned out to be like one of those cheesy sayings on a plaque that you see at Cracker Barrel. Sayings like…”wherever you go, take me with you”…”always stay humble and kind”…”sometimes I laugh so hard the tears run down my leg”.
There has been struggle, frustration, and despair. Even more, there has been triumph, laughter, and love. I have a front row seat. I get to see a heart of gold at work, every day. I get to continuously witness lessons in non-judgement, humility, purity, living in the moment, generosity, and honesty. This is where the teacher becomes the student.
So, I didn’t choose to have a son with Autism, but I’m a better person because of him. Make it so!
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