Knowing is half the battle

Once I knew the truth I raged. I cried. I wished for the child that would never be. I still hoped that he just be quirky. More like Sheldon, from Big Bang Theory. I still imaged less difficulties than what I had  gotten.

I wish at the time of diagnosis I had been more prepared. I should of realized that this is not a disease with a cure. My son will always have the mind of a child. He will always have problems understanding the normal things, you and I would lake for granted. I am convinced that Autism has been with man since the beginning. We have always had special children to take care of. They turned to be the inventors in society. I know, given half a chance with a computer my son has the potential. Of course at this stage he is equally likely to watch videos.

Once I knew the reality of having a special needs child, my life changed. I had to take jobs for stability and income. We could not afford extra care, so my husband stayed home. It was a choice we made. We still make sacrifices. Having jobs that keep us close to home. However, soon we will change that. As he grows older we are going to look at making certain he is the best adult he can be.


This has been part of Finish the Friday Sentence hosted by Kristie at Finding Nininee.