I'm not sure what it is about butterflys...but Addie absolutely loves them. She comes alive when she talks about them....sees them...or draws them. She is 3 years old and knows the complete life cycle of the caterpillar to chrysalis to butterfly. She knows how long the wings are wet when it comes out of it's cocoon (or chrysalis...as she would correct me)...she knows the difference between a butterfly and a moth. It's her obsession...but it's my metaphor for our journey.
Like many Americans...we began 2010 with "healthy" children (so we thought)...great jobs...and a wonderful home. We ended 2010 with two special needs children...lost jobs...no home...and huge medical debt. The past two years have been a journey...down into a deep pit and crawling back out again.
I have always known that Addie was different. At first I was in denial that it was anything other than "being shy"...or just unusually sensitive. Over the past year we have gone to countless evaluations and therapists. Over and over we have been given the diagnosis of autism. At first it was completely heart wrenching to hear those words....that evil "A" word. I thought...surely this is the greatest fear of every parent. Then I moved on to self pity...I already have a son with special needs and now this. Why me Lord? Why me? Then I became obsessed with finding a "cure". I thought if she could just "take a pill" and get better...we changed our diets...tryed expensive vitamins. I began to take my focus off Addie and onto the "diagnosis". I began to feel more like a therapist... than a mommy. It became an overwhelming and lonely process.
I realized I had forgotten to enjoy the journey...in fact...at times I truly hated it. But the Lord has opened my eyes and my heart. Addie is PERFECT in every way. She just needs people to believe in her. She is amazing and perfect just the way God made her. She IS how she is meant to be. She sees the world in a completely different way than most people and that's what makes her so special.
I feel like I wrapped myself up in a cocoon...and now I am learning to stand up and fly. This is it. This is my BUTTERFLY JOURNEY.