Then & Now  #AutismAwareness2026

2008 I journaled about misunderstandings.
About what people thought autism looked like—
eye contact, labels, assumptions,
whether he would ever leave home.

“What? Autism? No way…”
they would say
because he looked too happy
too bright
too not what they expected

And I remember standing in that space
between diagnosis and disbelief
trying to explain something
I was still learning how to understand

He was two.
And I was trying to see the future
while also trying to stay in the now

Google searches
therapy notes
early words of hope…and fear
braided together

I journaled about systems trying to define
what I only knew as him

I was trying to translate a language
no one around me could yet understand

And now it is 2026

He is 19—almost 20
No theories
No guesses

Now it is real life unfolding in motion

It is him walking into the dining hall
choosing for himself
deciding to stay at school
for Easter break

It is a mind still quietly
beautifully
crunching numbers the way it always has

It is college
on his own
in a dorm life I once only wondered about
in terror

Some days he thrives
And also struggles
and both are real
and both are his

And as always—
he is himself
the himself God created
for a purpose

What has changed is not the label
or the questions
or even the challenges

What has changed is me

Because autism, as I’ve lived it,
was never really about understanding a diagnosis

It was about learning to see a person
support a person
love a person
as he grew into himself

And somewhere along the way
I stopped only trying to understand him
and started learning

to see him

2024

It's been a long time. 

DS is 17 now. 

He wrote 4 college essays today. And he washed his own bowl.

Yesterday, he broke down at the thought of writing ONE essay. He said no. I wanted to respect his boundaries. He said writing an essay about himself was worse than taking a shower. Showers are still hard.

I'm so proud. It's certainly not the $550k+ in scholarships that make me proud. Those make me freeze in fear. What if he wont shower. What if he breaks down. What if he curls up in a ball and needs me and I'm not there. And he won't tell me. 

But today, he washed his own bowl. And his smile told me he was proud of himself. He worked harder for that bowl and those 4 essays than he did for any of those scholarships. 

That's why I told him today, "I'm proud of you. You met your challenge. You didn't let it overpower you. And you WILL meet all of the challenges. God is with you. You can, and you will."

Different Places

Somehow, over the last 9 months I have come to sit in a very different place than I ever have before.
I see my boy differently. I've been changed. Sorry I've been gone. I just haven't needed this place.

One day, it all changed. I'm not so sure it was just this one thing, but I know God opened my eyes to see the treasure I get to hold in my arms each day. These words, about King Solomon, started to resonate. And I knew. I knew that I had missed it. Totally missed it. I was mourning what I wanted..... and God showed me in these beautiful words that I was looking for something regular, when what I got was a prized treasure beyond what any parent could imagine.

"And God gave Solomon wisdom and understanding beyond measure, and breadth of mind like the sand on the seashore, so that Solomon's wisdom surpassed the wisdom of all the people of the east and all the wisdom of Egypt.....  He also spoke 3,000 proverbs, and his songs were 1,005. He spoke of trees, from the cedar that is in Lebanon to the hyssop that grows out of the wall. He spoke also of beasts, and of birds, and of reptiles, and of fish.  And people of all nations came to hear the wisdom of Solomon, and from all the kings of the earth, who had heard of his wisdom."  1 Kings 4:29~34

One of my two beautiful treasures, he's about 4 feet tall. And oh, what a beautiful mind. Only GOD knows the measure. Now, I know Solomon was a King and he prayed for God's wisdom. I know that's different than my little one. But when I read that, I think about how different it made him. I think about the responsibility one has to hold all of that in their mind and KNOW that God wants them to use it for His purposes.

And, that is where I sit now. God gave this beautiful mind to my son. My son loves scripture, loves God so much. He opens up his Bible to a Psalm and just belts it out in praise. We've told him he should write his songs down so he can remember them, but refuses, 'It is already written down, it's right here in the Bible'.

This little boy, so unique. God made him that way. We have SUCH a responsibility.... to train him up to know what all that ability and knowledge is for.

There's a line in a favorite song, that always reminds me of my son.... and it says:

'I will not boast in anything: no gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ; His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward? I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart: His wounds have paid my ransom'
~How Deep the Fathers Love


God doesn't give us such unique gifts so we can go flaunting them around on the things of this world. He has a very specific purpose for each of us and intends to teach us what it is, if only we will listen.

"Hear, O Israel: The LORD our God, the LORD is one. You shall love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your might. And these words that I command you today shall be on your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise.  Deuteronomy 6:4-6

Making Sense of ASD's

If you don't have a great understanding of the spectrum as a whole....this image sums it up very well. I don't think any child can be neatly plotted on a chart such as this, but it gives a better understanding to what is meant by a diagnosis and the expectations (or lack thereof) that follow a particular diagnosis.


Anyway, Dr. James Coplan, who has written probably the newest very well written all inclusive handbook on ASD's now has a website/blog where he is sharing thoughts and other images such as this. As a very visual person, I am enjoying all of his articles and visual aids.


Check it out! http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/making-sense-autistic-spectrum-disorders

World Autism Awareness

Today is World Autism Awareness Day. 


You know one family who was given a wonderfully beautiful child with an Autism spectrum disorder. We are all created in the image of God, and thus I do not question God's authority in creating my son just exactly the way he is. He is awesome, beautiful, funny, intriguing, smarter than I am, and has a God given purpose here on this Earth. Please take this as your open invitation to ask anything you've ever wondered about Autism or Autism Spectrum Disorders. I'd be happy to oblige.

... and more importantly.... this is the day Jesus died for all of us. He never sinned. He never did anything wrong. He became the sacrifice for me because I can't do it for myself. Do you want to know Him? He already loves you. "For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord." Romans 6:23

Yale Undergraduate Seminars on Autism

Breakthrough! I'll post my thoughts on this subject later, as I have only had the opportunity to watch Behavioral Treatments, Dr. Michael Powers. I just want to say that if you want to understand behaviors of Autism/ASD's at their core, what to do with them, why it is important to do anything at all, this guy is phenomenal at the explanation. 

I plan on watching the remaining videos at some point. I highly recommend checking this stuff out!

http://autism.yale.edu/

Take THAT expectations!

Sometimes, the professional world helps me to gain perspective and get better handle on what we're dealing with. Having expectations is helpful, in part. It is helpful to know, though he began reading at age 2, that his understanding or comprehension of the text he has the ability to read MAY be well below the level of his reading. He actually MAY not be able to comprehend what he is reading AT ALL. And when it comes to more advanced fiction, later on, he MAY have a lot more trouble.


Long ago, he started laughing as he read. So, we've known that expectation was thrown out the window. He totally thinks some of the text/pictures are hilarious, especially in his Curious George books. It is quite entertaining to see.


But, yesterday, we got a new magazine subscription in the mail from Memaw. Highlights, 'High Five'. What a TREAT!! Page 12. Word Math Problems.  He got every single one of them correct, immediately.


"One spaceman is in the truck. Another one is climbing in. When he gets in, how many will be in the truck?"  Two


"Two spacemen are on the table. Look! Another one is climbing up the table leg. When he gets to the top, how many will be on the table?"   Three


"A spaceman is going for a ride on the dog's back. Another one wants to ride, too! When he jumps on, how many will be on the dog?"  Two


Take THAT Expectations! :)

"Ages 4+"

I don't usually have to look long or hard to find something to keep me laughing. With a 2 year old around my ankles and a 3.5 not far away, I am in constant struggle to keep my giggles under control.

You mom's know what I'm talking about. It's that kind of thing where they're getting into something they're not supposed to, but it's SO funny you just have to step away for a few moments before declaring their misbehavior.

Or, it's the thing that you so badly don't want to turn into an 'issue' and so you really, I mean REALLY shouldn't laugh in front of them.... but then you do.... and you just can't stop.  I see you over there laughing. You know what I'm talking about...



So, today, I was waiting for quiet to rush over the house (we call it naptime). I was sitting here pecking away at the previous blog post when DS came to me so upset that he didn't get to play at all between school/lunch/nap. I conceded to allow him 30 minutes of play time before he went back in for nap. I felt it was a very reasonable concession.

He picked a board game we haven't played in a very long time. There's a good reason that game was on clearance... it's no good. I set him up right near where I was and went back to my typing. And I hear.... 

"No, No, Nooooo. But, it says, 2-3 players"

"What do you mean buddy?"

"You have to have 2-3 players. Play with me."

"Ok. Be right there." No arguing with that one.

We played a little.... not having instructions or any real desire to find any, I just made up some simple rules and we played for a few minutes. All the while I was waiting for him to find the flaws in the made up game. But, he didn't. He happily played along.

Until. He looked back over at the box and studied it for a moment...

"It says Ages 4+. I'm 3. We're all done. I will play again on [insert birthdate] when I turn 4. Mommy, you are 31, so YOU can play LOTS of times."

I could not contain my laughter. So literal. So, well, obedient really. Hey, it DOES say ages 4 and up. Who can argue with that? 
And we were done.