And so ends yet another April Autism Awareness month. Did it really make a difference? Is anyone more aware? Yesterday I received an encouraging message from an old friend from my college days, and I share it with her permission:
I know we haven’t talked in a very long time, but I felt strangely connected to you yesterday. I’ve read some of the things you have posted (or maybe blogged) about your son. Yesterday, we were at the mall, and this boy who appeared to be about 8 or 9 had a major meltdown. His mother was so distraught, and everyone was just looking at her and she just kept crying. Continue reading
Each day presents us with opportunities to have an impact on the lives of other people, for good or bad. We have a choice as to how we will respond when life becomes complicated. I encourage you to choose compassion. Here is a beautiful email I received many years ago from a friend, and reprint with her permission.
I was sitting on a plane down to Phoenix AZ in the window seat. A 91 year old woman was next to me, and next to her was a 40 something professional looking woman named Diane. We all chatted pleasantly about the previous Mother’s Day activities, and the older woman was telling us about her children. The plane took off and we all shut our eyes for three seconds. Suddenly, a child became upset. She was SCREAMING. She was in the seat in front of me. We all looked at one another and shrugged. This was going to be our flight. So, we took out our books, and magazines, and immediately felt sorry for the child. Her ears must have been hurting. She looked like she was about three when I peeked at her when we sat down.
The screaming continued.