I met an Angel just a few weeks ago.
She is not the kind that lives in heaven, but the other kind, the kind that lives on earth.
She doesn’t have a halo (at least not one you can see). This Angel has blonde hair and a smile that reveals her missing tooth–giving away her age much like the wrinkles around my eyes give away my own.
Like most other Angles that you read about, she came at a time that she was needed, and gave Hope to someone who needed it desperately.
What makes this Angel special to me is that she came to help my son, Gabriel.
You see, this young girl is in my Gabriel’s class, and unlike the other 20-something children that are only able to see how different he is, this young girl sees how alike they are.
This special girl chose to become his friend and share a unique kind of compassion that only the purest of heart can have. The kind of compassion granted to Angels.
But not every child has the strength to follow their heart and do what is right. For that matter, not every adult does either.
Which made me begin to worry. Worry that the burden of being my son’s friend would be too much for this child. Any child. I worried because I know that standing up for someone who can’t stand up for themselves is a test for anyone at any age.
With Little D swiftly approaching his 3rd birthday, the question is on my mind. It could be his recent change in behavior – the increase in epic meltdowns, the major increase in aggressive behavior and self-abuse – or it could just be his SPD rearing its head as he is transitioning into a new stage of his young life.
It seems like every time I turn around, I’m asking myself this question again and again. Is this an indication that he’s not just SPD? Is he on the Spectrum too?
This question is a loaded one. There are so many things that it could (or couldn’t) mean. If he is ASD then it could work to his (and our) advantage because he might get the help he needs at school in the future. ASD seems to have that affect on the people from IDEA. …continue reading