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Tuesday, April 13, 2010

♥ The Poem for my Real Life..

Today, my mom went to my house for a visit and told me about my sis-in-law's friend's older sister who has a son with autism but the boy goes to regular schooling now. Mom told me that it would be helpful to get to talk to someone undergoing the same scenario as i am.

Hubby and i have been discussing about Gab's developments in his occupational therapy and speech therapy in the past months. Gab's already turning 4 this May and my concerns for his behavior is really alarming. We have decided to either change his OT or change to another therapy center.

So, we checked on H.O.M.E therapy center and inquired about OT schedules available. Most schedules available were in the afternoon, i think i won't be convenient time for Gab. I checked on their therapy room setup, quite different approach from Center for GOALS therapy center. GOALS has a more like playroom type setting that Gab really liked.

Conclusion, I think we would go for a change in the therapist if she cannot address our concerns.

I was browsing the web a while ago for some sensory therapy toys and information about sensory integration techniques when i came across this poem from http://www.autismpinoy.com

God’s Whisper
~ A poem by Jeannie Castillo,
for her son -- Jamie ~

When you came, I heard God whisper,
“Take care of this little one.
He’s one of my special spirits
Accept him as your son.

He may need some extra attention
Some added patience and some time
But he’ll grow into a beautiful person
With your love, he’ll be just fine.

You’ll see that he will surprise you
He’ll amaze you with his soul
He’ll bring you joy and endless wonder
In his way, he’ll make you whole.

For every smile will be a miracle
Each new step, a victory
His growth will be blessed and meaningful
His life is a gift from Me.

This angel is your reminder
Of what is pure and what is true
It’s not what the world says that matters
What matters is all up to you.

You are the one who will teach him
That he is perfect in My eyes
With Me, he can move mountains
He can do anything, he need only try.

For this child has a magnificent spirit
He was meant to do wonderful things
His life has a special mission
I will raise him on eagle’s wings

To soar high and live life fully
To sing and laugh and love
So you must raise him with warmth and tenderness,
With Me, you’ll have enough.

Now always remember this message,
Be brave and strong and true
Know that I am with you
Remember that I chose you.

I chose you for this mission.
This is your gift to Me.
Take care of him well and let him be loved,
For when you love him . . . you love Me.”


~~~

November 2001
© R.H. Castillo


This poem really strucked me and made me realized many things about who am i now, what am i doing now, and what i should be doing instead...

NOW, I AM NOT BURDENED NOR FEELING ASHAMED TO SAY THAT I AM A MOTHER OF A CHILD WHO HAS AUTISM. I AM A MOTHER OF A TRUE ANGEL..

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