Special

As a kid, I was amazed when a baby was born, and grew into a child and adult, with what seemed to be no problem at all.  I couldn’t wrap my head around how perfectly the body developed in the womb.

When I had my first child, I was still in awe.  How did his body know how to make all those tiny parts without accidentally making too many or not enough?  Now I know no child is perfect.  Some just have flaws that are more visible than others.

When the neurologist gave us the diagnosis of Autism, I asked why it’s becoming so common, and whether it’s over-diagnosed.  She said more and more children have symptoms these days.  She also said there is a genetic component, and she often sees similar signs in the parents.

So, the parents don’t have diagnoses, but they have a few oddities.  Who doesn’t?  Much like every individual with Autism has unique abilities and challenges distinguishing him from others with the same diagnosis, there also seems to be a spectrum of “typical” people.  Some “typical” people have a little anxiety.  Some get depressed on occasion.  Some feel stressed when the house is a mess.  Are any of us perfect?  It’s like we’re all on a spectrum.

I have my own quirks.

Quirky

Quirky

We all do.

(Eye problems)

(Eye problems)

More eye problems (like father, like son)

More eye problems (like father, like son)

The challenges of Autism are my son’s right now. Is one person’s flaw worse than another’s?  Not in God’s eyes.  I am sad to see my child struggle, but I realize this must be how God sees me.  He wants the best for me, and is sad to see me struggle with my imperfections, but He knows it’s a small bump on a long road to greatness.  I’m not going to focus on my son’s imperfection, because it’s no greater than anyone else’s.  We are all created for a purpose, and I can’t wait to be a part of his.

Man with a plan

Man with a plan

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