There is one thing that I cannot deny- the love my parents have for my brothers and I. Growing up I wasn't the easiest child to raise or live with. I had severe behavior and social problems. I had Pervasive Development Disorder (a form of autism) and that caused me to have problems communicating my feelings and also affected my social and motor skills. I also have ADHD which I still struggle with today and have take medicine for. I have Nonverbal Learning Disabilities which affects my social and cognitive skills. I, believe it or not, also have a short temper especially when I feel I am being misunderstood or being a target of teasing.
My parents and I have been through a lot together because of my medical issues also. When they found out I was diagnosed with Turner Syndrome at the age of 7 they were scared to death that they were going to lose me. They didn't want to lost another child. When they first told my mom I had TS, the 1st question she asked is if I was going to die. They laughed and said no and that I would live a long life. In 8th grade when my seizures started another trial came for us. I couldn't attend school because of the seizures and being so emotionally unstable. I had to take a whole month off actually and then I started going to school for only partial days- doing my morning classes one day, and my afternoon classes the next day and so on. I had thoughts of suicide that would paralyze me and for the 2nd time in my life my parents were scared they were going to lose me. They kept strong and positive. They put systems in place that brought more stability and consistency for me, like going to school only half days. They would always make sure one of them was home whenever I was so that I would knew that I was loved and cared cared and so I would always be supervised in case of an emergency. They rarely left me alone with Nathan as they did not want to have him worry about anything. They took me to the best doctors in Ohio and we even started going to a new church which we still go to today.
No matter what I said or did, my parents never gave up on me. They disciplined me with love and understanding. They found a way to discipline me that worked and calmed me down. They noticed my trigger points like being overstimulated, being misunderstood, not feeling I had a voice and being forced to something I didn't want to do. They found solutions that made us all feel good and we both got on each others level. We both won because of the systems they put in place. They helped me develop social skills by putting me in Girl Scouts which I did throughout Elementary School and also Special Olympics which I still compete in. I do Basketball and Bowling.
When I was a child, teen, and even now as an adult my mom has told me that I will never realize how much she loves me, but as even as much as she loves me, God loves me even more. Although I have been blessed with great earthly parents, I have a Father who will never let go of me or let me down. God never gives up on me and disciplines me because he loves me. He perfects my weakness and makes me strong.
No matter what kind of parents you have, know that you have a Heavenly Father who loves you even more. He will never let go of you or let you down. He can wipe away your tears and make you all new. He is the Ultimate Father and to him YOU are His ultimate child!
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