A Message From My Son

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In a few days it is World Autism Day.  My son has autism, and he is mostly verbal.  Every day when I drive him to school, he would ask me to play songs.  The songs at the beginning of the day are always different than the songs at the end of the day.  Each day he would ask me to play the same song over and over again, but they were always different songs.  I will be honest, I am not as happy as I should be with my life.  I am incredibly blessed, but I live with a lot of regrets (basically I don’t really feel like discussing the negative at this juncture as it takes away from the message that my son has).  For the last few months I have gone through the songs and I have realized that he was trying to send me a message, and now I share that message with you:

I’m not afraid of anything in this world, there’s nothing that you can throw at me that I have not already heard.  I’m just trying to find a decent melody, a song that I can sing in my own company.  You have got to get yourself together, you’ve got stuck in a moment that you can’t get out of.  I know that the night must end, and that the sun will rise.  I know that the clouds must clear and the sun will shine.  It’s time to see what I can do, to test the limits, and break through.  I will ride, I will fly, I will chase the wind and touch the sky.   Because, lately I have been losing sleep, dreaming about the things we could be. Remember, I did it all, I owned every second this world could give.  I saw so many places, the things that I did, and with every broken bone, I swear I lived, because this could really be a good life, a really good, good life. And pretty, pretty please, don’t you ever feel like you’re less than perfect, like you’re nothing, you’re perfect to me.


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