Our middle triplet has autism and requires speech therapy twice a week. Luckily we have the greatest elementary school in the whole wide world right here in our neighborhood.Every Monday and Wednesday Justin takes special time out of her day and goes with the speech therapist for her therapy.
You never know if Justin is going to be super happy to do something or completely against it. One day could be one way and the next day another.
We basically live in her world.
Yesterday was one of her speech days.
Her teacher said that she got out of her chair and headed to speech like it was no big deal. Then she got into the hall it it was all over. Apparently there was a catastrophic meltdown in the hallway that runs through the middle of the kindergarten classrooms.
When Justin has a meltdown it’s hard to get her back. She screams, lays down on the floor, can’t make eye contact and will not listen to reason….at all!
Justin’s cries could be heard in all of the other kindergarten classrooms.
A little girl sitting helpless in one of the classes heard her and started to cry. Her heart was breaking for her sister.
The other kids were telling her that it was Justin. She already knew the sound of her cry. I asked her if she had been scared or sad.
She told me that she was sad for Justin and couldn’t help her.
Our Bella has a heart of gold.
Break Our Hearts
All of our hearts should break when our brothers and sisters feel broken.
It should take us to our knees when we hear each other cry out and we should run to each others aid.
Our hearts should bleed for the homeless, ache for the orphans, melt for the widow and break for the helpless. Compassion should flow freely from us when our brothers and sisters sit in fear. We should rush to their aid, wrap them in our arms and comfort them.
We know the sound of each others cries.
We were made to comfort each other.
We were made to help each other.
We were made to forgive each other.
We were made to love each other.
Let’s put it all aside. Let’s rescue each other, help each other and love each other the way that God intended us to do. We are His children and He loves each of us more than we could ever fathom. He wants us to be one, to be together, to be brothers and sisters.
He wants us to love each other the way that He loves us.
Last night when I sat Justin down to talk to her about her meltdown she pretended to act like she had no idea what I was talking about. I tried to word it many different ways and asked her several different times through the night. She stuck to her story about not knowing what I was talking about.
Well played autism, well played. I’ll get you next time.