I Dreamt I Had a Conversation With My Non-speaking Daughter
Last night I had a dream I had a conversation with my daughter. She is four years old, autistic, and non-speaking.
Her little voice has been on my mind lately. As her age and receptive language, her understanding of language, had gone up so has her frustration. I think often about how hard she works to communicate her needs, wants, and feelings.
I think about what it would be like if I wasn’t around. How much someone else would understand her whole being like I do.
How I know when she brings me a pan from the cupboard that means she wants me to cook some eggs.
How when she takes me the freezer that means she either would like me to make pizza or heat up a breakfast sandwich.
How when she asks you for something non-verbally and runs away she is waiting for you to bring it to her.
How she gently looks over her shoulder as she bends down to examine sand in her hand, as if inviting you to watch the beauty of its flow.
I know my daughter to her absolute core.
I have been asked “Do they think she will talk?” This isn’t really a question anyone could answer. Maybe she will gain verbal language, maybe she will use other forms of communication.
Very well written that’s how my wife and I felt when we were told he was autistic. At the time there was no help for us parents because autism wasn’t known back in the 70s, 80s .