So this post, is to say....
God does answer prayers.
Several years ago, my oldest was diagnosed with a learning disability.
Without getting into the details of how things came to be, we found that she really related to other children who had Autism, Aspbergers, or who's symptoms fell into the Autistic Spectrum.
She has PDD or Pervasive Developmental Disorder.
It is considered to be part of the Autistic Spectrum, at the most high functioning.
I think, that since our move to Utah, this part of my life, has been a true struggle.
In school, every year I go and explain her needs to the children.
I continually am communicating with teachers.
In church, I talk to the teachers and leaders.
In the neighborhood....I put out fires.
At least once a month, I drive an hour to see a specific Dr.
We go to counseling, often.
And the list goes on.
It is the role of parent to provide everything a child needs.
This child, my sweet child, needs more than most.
Because of my own health issues, in the past few years.
I really amped up the counseling and help that we needed to function better.
As part of that, we attended a "social group" at the University of Utah.
It was AMAZING.
The first day, Lauren asked when she got to go back to where the kids were "like" her.
She improved so quickly from this group, that we didn't need their help anymore.
I had made a friend in that group.
She was also a mother a child with similar needs.
We lost track of one another over the past year.
I always wondered how her child was doing, how school was going, and friends.
I had lost her number.
Well, she called today.
She called to see how I was doing.
She called to tell me things were GREAT.
She connected me to other mothers in the area with "girls" like Lauren.
She bolstered my ego.
She thinks I'm smart.
She thinks I am good mother.
She listened.
We laughed.
She told me...that I, "was the only friend (she) had that could relate."
So, her phone call reminded me that:
God knows who I am.
He knows my heart.
He answers prayers.
He. Loves. Me.
He will help me to "Bloom where I am planted."
"Every morning, until you dead in the ground, you gone have to make this decision".......
"You gone have to ask yourself, Am I gone believe what them fools say about me today?"
--The Help--
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