She’s back!
I miss writing.
I like to type. And there’s something so satisfying about the keyboard clicks as my fingers dance in synchrony across the keyboard.
I miss the therapy of writing stuff down.
I miss the vulnerability of sharing what’s on my heart and selfishly, I love the validation and instant gratitude of my friends telling me I’m doing something right.
I know I am.
And I’m a good writer. I went and got a whole degree in it and everything.
I know why I quit, but we’ll talk more about that later.
Today, I want to update y’all on this unbelievable miracle of mine.
This Thanksgiving, I am most thankful for this girl.
Only my real OG blog readers and internet friends and true friends will already know this. But, when Elsie was diagnosed with Autism, the following few years were the most gut wrenching, traumatic, heart breaking, exhausting, and rewarding years of my life.
I will never ever ever forget, the Psychiatrist that diagnosed her told us that Elsie would have a gift - a gift, almost savant like, that she was made for; and as her parents, it was our job to figure out what that was. Well, that was terrifying. To a fault, I’ve never backed down from a challenge, so here we are.
To date, I think her gift is to be a bright light.
She is a free spirit.
She lives in the moment.
She is genuinely loving, kind and giving.
If you don’t have a water at cheer practice, she will buy you one and put in right smack on that charge account and I am here for it. She will spend too much time (and cash) stopping in Times Square making Daddy give money to the homeless population before the sensory overload causes a meltdown.
She loves hard.
But like my good friend, Kristi, says about her daughter, “knuck if you buck,” if you make her mad you’re gonna know. And she’ll love you through it. I wish you could meet this little girl, she and Elsie are two peas in a pod.
She is obsessed with water.
If you invite her over to swim, just know you’re gonna have to kick her out. There’s just something about the water that is therapeutic to her.
She will light up any room she walks into.
She’s unfairly beautiful.
Most importantly, she is a miracle is every sense of the word.
We were told her speech wouldn’t be caught up until she was 7 years old.
I FOUND a miracle worker.
Senn worked unparalleled skill and magic on my baby. As an added bonus, Elsie thought she was Pocahontas there for a little bit and that probably helped. I don’t think I ever told her that.
Elsie’s sensory needs were so out of control, we didn’t even know what to do with her.
I FOUND a miracle worker.
Beth is truly passionate about her business and helping children reach their true potential. Elsie instantly took to her. Beth wasn’t even taking new cases but she saw something in Elsie and agreed to work with her.
Elsie’s pharmacist mixed her sleep medicine wrong and she received 1000x the correct dose.
She should be dead.
I KNOW a miracle worker.
I will never ever ever understand why my prayers have been answered instead of someone else’s. Me and the Big Guy made some deals that night and I’m doing my best to hold up my end of the bargain. It's exhausting, really. But I'm doing my best and He knows that.
One thing I know for sure is:
I know My God is real and you will never ever ever convince me otherwise.
If you feel led to share, please do.
Read the old posts, have a cup of coffee. It's been a wild ride.
Also, homegirl wants to dabble in acting/modeling. I don’t know how I feel about that but if you know somebody, help a sister out. I’m talking something small and reasonable bc we have cheer practice. JCPenney commercial. Target ad. something reasonable, ok? High Functioning Autism deserves its place in the world, too.
My good friend Lynel once told me - if God is in the center of it, it will all work out.
Boy was she right. I will never be more thankful for any piece of advice I've ever been given.
Matthew 5 15-16 says:
Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. 16 In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.
I’m trying to share her y’all, her social calendar stays pretty full.
Happy Thanksgiving, friends.
