Our almost 9 year old is in the autistic spectrum. We live in a world where periods of apparent normalcy are punctuated with acute reminders of his condition. For example, as smart as he is, he can walk right in to traffic without giving it a second thought.
One day, we had to be somewhere, and we were running late. I asked him to put his coat on and went ahead to get ready myself. When I was ready, he, of course did not have his coat on; he got distracted with a book.
Things like this had happened with TV, with a butterfly or even with a piece of paper. I got impatient, and went on to put his coat on myself. As I was doing it, I muttered “This is hopeless”. He then looked at me with his beautiful brown eyes, pouted and told me “But I’m full of hope”.
I looked at him, gave him a hug, and realized that I wasn’t in such a hurry anymore.
By Unknown Author
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