It Happened This Year…I Got a Miracle
It happened this year… I got a Christmas miracle!
When you have a kiddo with autism, or delays of any kind, there’s this period of grace. It’s the season of life where adults (for the most part) have or gain some knowledge.
It’s the season of life where older kiddos are curious and learn something new.
It’s the season of life where kiddos of the same age and younger don’t have a clue.
At family gatherings, kiddos just play. Side by side, sometimes joining in, most often not. Fun is had and love is just there.
This year was the dawn of awareness. This year, you walked in and said ‘Oh good! Kids are here!’
My heart broke a bit because I knew, I knew it wouldn’t be the same. I knew my little guys autism would get in the way since it keeps him from even saying his name.
You came bouncing in with talk of dancing robots, remote controls and toys I’ve never even heard of. Maybe because my days are filled with VeggieTales, Blues Clues and Daniel Tiger instead of Star Wars, hatchimals and fighters with swords and axes.
You talked and tried to engage, but he just wasn’t able to interact, not the way you were expecting. Not in the way I was dreaming of or hoping for. But still, you danced, you talked and shared.
My eyes got leaky, mostly because I didn’t know little boys who were 5 and nearly 6 could share so much with their words, could talk so long without taking a breath, could have such excitement in their voice as they shared in the magic of Christmas.
Before we left, you gave him high fives and got a smile. You gave a hug and got a kiss.
You asked something, I don’t even recall what, but when he squealed in glee, your smile was wide and bright as you happily informed us, ‘See, he can talk! He just talked to me!’
Then you reached over and gave him a hug, and my heart was healed just a little bit. You see, my fears were coming true and then you wiped them all away.
You understood there was something different, but you didn’t care, you just loved anyway!
And that my friends is how a five year old little boy…who still dreams of Santa riding in his magic sleigh, on his way with presents to trade for cookies and milk left out yesterday…
Made one of my Christmas wishes come true and helped me remember that there are still miracles in the making!
Written by, Annette Scott
I am wife to my wonderful husband Tommy and mother to our three precious miracles: Katie 16 yrs, John 5 yrs & Andy 2 yrs. I love Jesus, coffee and carbs! When I’m not too busy, I enjoy sharing about our crazy life and watching for Miracles In The Making!
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