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It's Time to Thrive A mother speaks out
Life has been ratcheted up
in the overwhelm realm for so long, I'm not sure how I'll respond when the pressure lets up. My teeth aren't always clenched, but tend to be on that edge even when they aren't. I am preoccupied with the plight, the struggle, of my 8 year old Aspie. Her anxiety and her overwhelm infiltrate the moments of our days. It's not her fault. It's nobody's fault. But it's hard to navigate those moments. It can feel like walking through a minefield, the anticipation of an explosion or fallout too often palpable. The unpredictability becomes a thick fog that causes you to squint even though you know you won't see any clearer. She craves a normal life, a regular life.
The life she reads about in the stories she soaks up every day. Like how she wants to go trick or treating tomorrow night even though every attempt at trick or treating has resulted in tears and frustration. "But that's in the past, mama," she tells me. And she's right. Asperger's becomes a mirror But also reminds me who I am, How I wish that any of my words They can't. |
But I write them nonetheless And I know it won't always be like this. We will overcome the things that work We will thrive. Because I will pray I will refuse to let these days define my girl I will refuse to let my fear define my parenting. So, Asperger's, Know that I won't let you steal my girl's joy She is fearfully and wonderfully made for a And one day very, very soon, my teeth will I will rediscover and reclaim the peace God We will thrive. It's time for us to thrive. • |
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