Even if I’m in a hurry to leave, I will give you time to process my announcement of “Let’s go!”
Even if I don’t think it matters how the toys are put away, I will let you arrange them just so.
Even if we have watched Dumbo a hundred times, I will push play for the one hundred and first time because you find comfort in the familiar.
Even if you don’t speak, I will know you have thoughts that you will find a way to communicate, and I will listen to you.
Even if you don’t look me in the eye, I will assume you are paying attention. Until you are a teenager. Then I will assume you are ignoring me in that way that all teenagers tune out their parents.
Even if you flap your hands, tap your fingers or rock your body, I will let you move and not ask you to look like everyone else.
Even if you are behind your peers in some skills, I will presume competence in others.
Even if you struggle, I won’t call you tragic.
Even if others underestimate you, I will help you prove them wrong.
E is for even if.
I’m blogging on the theme of autism acceptance as part of the Blogging from A to Z Challenge. I’m loving the opportunity to link to adult autistics who blog. I hope you click through to hear about autism from the real experts.