In the grocery store, I see you, a true embodiment of kindness. My son, Leo, walks beside me while I maneuver the cart, and you rush to catch up. You greet him by name with a warm enthusiasm. Leo responds with a quiet mumble, his gaze drifting away as he wanders off. You tell me you’re classmates, and when I offer an apology for his subdued response, you simply say, “Oh, I understand. That’s just Leo.” As you call out, “See you Monday, Leo!” my heart swells, grateful that there are peers like you who embrace my son for who he is, autism included.
In the school auditorium, I witness you again, the face of thoughtfulness. We arrive for Leo’s sister’s performance, and you come bounding over, pulling your mom along, eager to sit beside Leo. You introduce him to your mother, and when I ask Leo to introduce me, he hesitates, not recalling your name. I feel a pang of embarrassment, but you assure me it’s alright, introducing yourself with poise. You engage Leo in conversation, making strides while your mom and I exchange polite small talk. It’s heartening to see my son learning social skills from friends like you.
I find myself in a junior high science class, invited to watch Leo present on the solar system. There you are, a group of supportive faces. Leo stands proudly in front of you, smiling widely. It doesn’t cross his mind that his work, modified and supported by a paraprofessional, might not measure up to yours. Yet, you treat him with the same respect you afford your classmates, creating an atmosphere of acceptance that makes my heart melt. Your kindness makes Leo feel included and valued, regardless of his abilities.
In a department store, I’m met with your compassionate spirit. You spot me and smile, inquiring, “Are you Leo’s mom?” After confirming, you ask about his whereabouts and mention that you occasionally share lunch with him. I express how much it means to our family to see such kindness toward Leo. You respond that having lunch with him is enjoyable and that you’ve learned valuable lessons from your friendship with him. I contemplate this as I know Leo can be challenging; he often struggles with social cues and academic tasks. Yet, you accept him, understanding the patience needed to be friends with someone on the spectrum. My heart brims with gratitude.
Later, at a music program, I seek the face of understanding. Spotting you as we enter the school, I ask for directions to Leo’s group. You respond with confidence, saying, “Come on, Leo. Follow me.” I call out a heartfelt “Thank you!” as you lead him into the crowd, feeling fortunate to be part of a community filled with such caring individuals.
During a school picnic, your acceptance shines once more. Leo’s class opts for a fishing trip, which initially seems daunting since he dislikes getting dirty and may spend the time asking how much longer until we leave. Nonetheless, we decide he should join. Upon arriving, several of you rush to our van, calling for Leo to hurry and join you. He exclaims, “My friends are here.” Watching him follow you, my heart fills with joy knowing he is accepted just as he is.
In my experience within the autism community, I often hear tales of prejudice and bullying. However, Leo has been largely shielded from such negativity. Perhaps it’s due to our openness about his diagnosis, the education his classmates receive about autism, or the supportive programs we engaged in. Maybe we’re simply fortunate, surrounded by empathetic peers whose families have instilled values of kindness and acceptance. Whatever the reason, I am genuinely grateful for you—all of you.
In summary, I extend my heartfelt appreciation to my son’s friends, who embody kindness, respect, and acceptance. Your patience and understanding make a world of difference in Leo’s life, allowing him to thrive in a community filled with love and support.
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