When you have an autistic child, one of the big things to overcome (for me at least) was letting go of what I thought our life was going to be like.
A new reality takes over your family and it can be overwhelming.
Daily life becomes hours of therapy, therapists in your home all day (we had 9/week at one point), picture boards/communication tactics, constant reinforcing of therapies, and well, just trying to get through the day.
So small things can just take your breath away because you work so hard for them.
The first time my son put his hand in mine to “hold” my hand, I think my heart stopped for a moment and I couldn’t breathe.
I wanted to stop the woman walking past us and say, “HE is holding MY hand…I’m not holding onto his. HE is holding MY hand”.
In my life with my son, this was huge.
We had been working on this for a very long time.
He put his hand in mine and the world stopped for a moment.
He now holds my hand all the time.
He comes and takes my hand to lead me to what he wants-this is a big deal…He is communicating his needs!
Every time he holds my hand I say a silent “Thank You” to all the people who have helped us get to this point.
Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.