Journeying with My Child

Along this journey searching for sanity for myself (as well as my family) confronting autism, I am now more at ease with myself, my fears, my worries, and my capability as a mum.

I have not much to offer my BJ. We do not have speechies and OTs to work extensively on him. We do not engage in whatever therapy that come and go. We do not live a high life where we can afford to send him to all sorts of intervention.

The initial years were tough. Plagued with guilt, and hopelessness, we onced lived in despair. We are very much happier now. Grief took a toll on us. A long while. We learned to give up our grief. we learned to turn grief into strength that carry us through difficulties. We learned to commit our grieves to God.

BJ has grown much from his initial years of non-compliance, and being in his own small little world. We share his joy when he laughs, we share his tears when he cries, we provide a shoulder for him to sleep on. We had fun together!

My heart is full of thanksgiving. Indeed. A heart full of praise.