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Dikt for autisme

Autism Awareness

They looked at me with compassion.
I hadn't a clue why.
Then they told me my son was challenged
and I began to cry.

Your son may be Autistic or
have some related disease.
I've never heard of it, I said.
Explain it to me please?

It occurs one in every five hundred births,
Four times more often in boys.
Families of all racial and ethnic backgrounds,
Regardless of stature or poise.

It's a Lifelong neurological impairment
That affects the ability to speak,
Play or socially interact.
I felt my knees grow weak.

My husband took me in his arms;
We held each other tight.
My five year old beside me asking,
Mommy, is Stevie all right?

We wouldn't have known there was a problem,
If not for his speech delay.
We thought he was just a little shy,
And preferred solitary play.

When she said they don't know what causes it,
I just wanted to die.
My God, this isn't happening,
They can't even tell us why?

God is not sleeping, I said to myself
Over and over again;
Holding fast to my faith in God
To help me endure the pain.

Clearly there needs to be research.
It's imperative we find a way
Of getting the programs funded,
If we're ever to gain some headway.

   Our children are so precious.
    They look to us for care.
Let's show them how much we love them
       and make everyone aware.

Veivalg

Uansett hvilken vei du velger, er det alltid noen som vil fortelle deg at du tar feil. Vanskligheter vil dukke opp som frister deg til å tro på dine kritikere. Å kartlegge din rute og å følge den helt i mål krever....mot.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Treffende tanker fra en amerikansk mor

Du er ikke alene..

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Inspirasjon

Her er en sang med tekst skrevet for de av oss som har et autistisk barn vi er glad i.

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Møt Donna

Mest av alt er hun seg selv. Men hun er også autist, forfatter, kunstner og en som har fått et nytt liv gjennom biomed intervensjon.

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En som deg

Vit at jeg hater å tenke,

at noe skulle skade en som deg.

Og kan jeg, skal jeg;

gå hele veien med deg.

Legg det vonde på mine skuldre

Legg din angst i mine lommer

Hvil din sjel hos meg for en stund

K. Rør

Can not wait

Many things we need
can wait
The child cannot

Now is the time his
bones are being formed
His blood is being made
His mind is being
developed

To him we cannot say
tomorrow
His name is today

Gabriela Mistral, Chilensk dikter

Til vår lille venn

I WOULD ASK YOU TO STAY
THAT WOULD BE THE EASY WAY
TO AVOID GOING THROUGH
ALL THIS TROUBLE, ME AND YOU
I WOULD GIVE YOU MY HAND
BE THE ONE TO UNDERSTAND
TO FORGIVE AND IGNORE
BUT I CAN’T DO THAT ANYMORE
MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE TOP
LIFT YOUR HEAD UP HIGH
IT’S NOT YOU TO GIVE UP
WOULD YOU PLEASE TRY
I WOULD ASK YOU TO STAY
THAT WOULD BE THE EASY WAY
TO AVOID GOING THROUGH
ALL THIS TROUBLE , ME AND YOU
THE HARDEST THING TO DO

Ikke akkurat som planlagt?

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......

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