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I often ask myself was it really Justin’s first day of school or my first day of school? It was impossible to get over the fact that he would not be home with me all day. The worry about Justin’s well-being lasted for about a month. My mind would go a hundred miles an hour; wondering how he would do, would I get a call stating, “He is sick.” I sat by the phone hours on hours, day after day and would be so excited to see him. I would arrive at the school much earlier than required anticipating that he did not have a good day. School was of course very new to Justin and as expected he did not quite gather all the information given to him. One can imagine how I felt hearing that my child could not do and did not do. My heart would hit the floor many days listening to these words being spoken to me. I often found myself getting in the car with tears rolling down my face. It was not so much of him not wanting to do but the sensory part of being autistic played a major part in those things that he did not do. Such as, touching objects with different textures, that caused Justin to keep his hands closed.  I soon realized that Justin could do whatever his little mind wanted to do, but it was all done in his time. The sooner I found this out, it was easier to smile because he was surely telling me and all of his teachers, “I will do what I want, when I want, and how I want.” 

About The Author

God fearing, loving mother to an awesome young man. Enjoying what I do! Although I’m not the greatest teacher, however raising a child with special needs has given me more degrees than any college university you could think of.