I wish my child could voice his gestures of expressions in words. I wonder how many questions he has for me. If only I can hear them I would do anything to fulfill his wishes . I may not hear but I can feel his questions.
I don’t understand you mom? Why do you tell me things I don’t understand?
Why don’t you understand me mom? Can’t you hear my telepathic message?
How do they climb up there? It seems fun but I can’t do it. It’s so scary?
Why are you trying to make me do things on my own? You are my mom, why don’t you do things for me like you always have?
Why are they looking at me? I think they like my hand flapping. I’ll speed it up.
Why do you want me to do so complicated things?
When I want something, why do you give me the thing right next to what I wanted?
Why do you look at me so sadly sometimes? I‘ll ignore it then it might go away.
There are many questions that go through my mind also I wish someone has an answer for them.
Did I do something to cause my son’s autism?
Am I doing everything I can do for him?
Can I reverse his autism?
Can my son have an education?
Will he be able to survive on his own?
Will he be able to earn a living?
Will he have a girlfriend and get married?
What will happen to him when we are gone?
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