Both Ryan and Nick went to the Homecoming Dance, and they both had fun. I am amazed that they wanted to go. I am thankful that they could go together with friends. They are still quite shy and quiet in most circumstances, yet they are courageous enough to keep trying. I wonder how many times they felt like quitting. I have often thought of the kids who walk away because they don’t understand my boys. Then I think of my boys and how they felt when left alone.
I can’t get into their brains. I have asked how they think or what they think. Quite often, they can’t express their thoughts.
I remember when Ryan was four years old, and he couldn’t talk. He couldn’t say, “I love you.” He didn’t want to be hugged or touched. The walls in my house had dents from him leaning back to avoid hugs. At that time I had no idea he had sensory issues.
When Nick was two, he could say, “I love you,” but it was one word at a time with long pauses between the words. “I”… “love”… “you”. He had not progressed at all when he turned three.
Now I see them interacting with peers. Many classmates are patient with Nick and Ryan; many are not. I still can’t help but be amazed and encouraged by my own kids–teens with autism–not giving up.
I am very thankful for my heroes.
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