I was giggling and expressively finishing my story, arms wailing and haphazardly climbing the curb in 5 1/2 inch neon orange heels with my mind on ice cream and a smile ten miles wide, as I often have when spending time with a very dear friend.
“I have to say hello” a woman says to me from the the door or her car in the parking lot. Friendly kind face, a knowing smile. While I could have been on guard being stopped in a darkish parking lot I knew that she was friend immediately.
We stood and spoke a few minutes. I had been recognized from my Husbands Facebook site Ink4autism a Facebook group for parents, friends and ASD people.
She told me she was also an ASD Mom and told me about her great kids and how she enjoyed the site.
I gave Jack the well deserved credit for his labor of love.
When I went inside and sat down to enjoy my childhood delicacy I smiled and felt that great glow of being part of Something special. And I am.
Motherhood with a child on the spectrum is a secret knowing. There is a component of the journey that is just different and you truly have a bond with other parents that despite wanting to a non ASD parent can’t.
Sometimes we draw upon each other for strength. Others times understanding. We celebrate the wins and know just how pivotal and powerful they are, even when they seem insignificant. Especially then.
We are never alone.
As we struggle and persevere in an ASD world that sometimes seems dark remember you are never alone. The world is coloured with so many of us. Your community is highlighted with so many people like you that understand your fight and support it.
It took a late night run to DQ for me to be reminded of that but it was a gift I’ll hold with me always.
Autism again gives gifts and I count the blessing.