Dear Autism. It’s Me His Mama.

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Dear Autism,

You took his speech. You took his light. You took his touch.

You took precious moments I couldn’t share with other Mama’s.

You took my strength. You took my faith. 

I took it back.

With an army around us brick by brick you fall.

I have scars that few will ever see or comprehend. I have a weary soul.

Today I have a moment. A moment I can finally share. I am a solider. I am strong. 

I am his Mama.  

Xoxo

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    • I’m reading that everyone is in tears please don’t cry :) I learn so much from the strong inspirational go get ‘em, mom’s like you I interact with daily on here! And thank you so much, I think I got lucky with Tuck ;)

  1. You are wonderful, and I adore your love for Tuck. I know you’re weary, and I know you’re strong. I know you’re exhausted, and I know you will never fully tire. I know you weren’t looking for a fight, and I know you will never leave the ring. You are loved and supported and admired for the woman you are, the mom you are and the tremendous heart that you have shared with all of us. I love the picture…I love that you’re who you are..

  2. So the girl I blog about… I really wish she could be as strong as you are and have demonstrated in this post. Life is all about fighting for what you want, and sometimes what is seemingly impossible. I feel like maybe that’s why people like you and I are here, you know? Isn’t it weird that in a strange way, we are capable of doing these things because of some kind of defect we’ve got that doesn’t allow us to recognize the seeming limitations which reality imposes upon us? It’s funny how a defect can turn into a strength. xo

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