Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope–Maya Angelou. The word hope to me conveys the idea of being able to see there is light despite all the darkness. In fact hope may start off as a mere spark but then give rise to a flame that lead to an illuminating fire. Wherever our autism journey take us, however dark and difficult the challenges, I believe there is always hope, because we as autism parents are optimistic at heart. We have learned to free ourselves of the hope that there will not be trails, rather we have learned to let our hopes navigate us through such trails. No matter how dark or difficult a moment my be with our beloved child, our love and hope are always there. Our uniqueness, our individuality, and our life experiences mold each of us into interesting/fascinating parents of a beautiful autistic child. We all embrace hope to enrich our child life and the world around them. In truth we may not always have a comfortable life nor solve every problem at once, however, we never underestimate the importance of courage and hope. Our hope is for M to grow up empowered, not define by autism but rather qualities that make him spiritual, respectful and responsible. M has taught me to accept finite disappointments, but never lose infinite hope…few things are more powerful than a smile…a world of optimism and hope.
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In these times we have to have hope to keep going.
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