A Special Kind of Child

Having a child who is being evaluated for Autism is a difficult thing. Often I feel so overwhelmed. On days where we have had non stop meltdowns filled with ear stabbing screams it is easy to feel pity for myself. It is so easy to give into the thought that "this is my life and how did this become it." Shameful as I feel about it, that is the truth. Having a child like my Grant is a challenge all on its own. However today as he was sitting on my bed and I was in the midst of tickling him and listening to him laugh I realized just how blessed I have been.



My 2 year old Grant has come a long way. There was a time not so long ago where he would not have responded to back and forth play and here he was tickling me back and forth just so he could get me to do it back to him. He was squealing with little boy delight. As I took in and felt the moment with all my heart I could hear a poem popping into my head. Almost as if it were a whisper from Him above, sharing with me the lessons that I had learned, and so I had to write it down.

A Special Kind of Child

A special kind of child takes a special kind of love

A special kind of gift from a special kind above
A special kind of family given a special kind of grace
A special kind of eyes shown a special kind of face

                                           

A special kind of heart develops a special kind of tie

A special kind of love forms a special kind of eye
A special kind of youth brings a special kind of scope
A special kind of wonder bears a special kind of hope

A special kind of darling delivers a special kind of light
A special kind of mind provides a special kind of sight
A special kind of jewel creates a special kind of shine
A special kind of child is a special kind of mine.