He amazes me. He enlightens me. He opens the windows and welcomes the warm sunshine in. He covers me under a ‘wonder’ of who he is and how he sees life. He explores, he twirls, he speaks in an echo, he loves and forgives like no other human being I have ever known. He’s autistic and he is my ‘wonder’ every single time I look at him.
My four year old autistic grandson spends an overnight with me once a week. He and I call these nights, “date night”. We have a special dinner, we read, play and talk about all sorts of things. He has such an awe about the world around him. He studies everything with a magnificent microscope. He echoes every word and sentence that he hears and he repeats each one like a Shakespeare play. I laugh deep belly laughs and he responds with his own deep belly laugh. He reaches for my hand, and for a short while, he holds it. He says, “Grandma, Grandma”, and I always respond with, “Connor, Connor”. I think it’s his way of saying that he sees me and welcomes me into his world.
These date nights with him always, always leave me in such an awe and wonder of him.
Thank you, Connor, for allowing me into the absolute wonder of you..
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