11/04/2023
Love wins. All the time. β€οΈ
"I went to the adventure park this morning with my son. It's one of our few safe places because nobody is usually there, so my son isn't very anxious.
He always enjoys running up and down the sand dunes others have built, and each time he does I think about the kids that put so much effort into building them. I feel guilty that my boy loves watching them crumble...
Today it was just my son and I for a minute before numerous bikes and little men arrived. My anxiety was immediately present, and I was trying to encourage my son to get off so the other boys could use the dunes.
(My boy was holding a feather duster by the way. It's his favorite stim right now.)
I quickly apologized and explained my son has autism and is non-verbal. Before I could finish explaining, all the boys reassured me it was fine, they love rebuilding the dunes, and that Rory should stay.
Over the next half hour each boy interacted with my son, asked me about him, and kept encouraging him.
One boy who was wearing an orange shirt asked me if my son Rory had a bike. I said yes but that he is unable to ride it yet.
The boy told me to bring his bike next time. He said my son might give it a try if he watches them. 'I think he would like it,' he added.
Behind my sunglasses, my eyes were filled with tears, and my heart was full of faith.
April is Autism Acceptance Month and it's moments like this that help educate our future leaders about people living with a disability, which cannot always be seen.
When we left, I thanked the boys for letting Rory continue running up and down the dunes and for being so kind and accepting of him.
Again, they were all lovely and said they were looking forward to hanging out with him again soon.
Walking home, I noticed my son was smiling and happy. As was I.
From a mom who also has a lovely little boy, who carries a feather duster, thank your lovely boys for me."
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