A care giving friend hospitalizing her son for the umpteen thousandth time shared this on Facebook,
Well, I guess we stay til a bed is confirmed. D– just goes with the flow, which personally, rocks.
Caregivers don’t always get “normal” love and comfort from those in our care. But there are precious times when they make life better just by who they are. Our friend is up to her eyeballs in anxiety about her son’s serious medical stuff, and he just rolls with it. In a way, he gives her some care without even trying.
Years ago, Melissa observed how our son with autism isn’t going to bring us some of life’s typical heartaches and breaks. He won’t fret over the overload of bad headline news. He won’t ride the roller coaster in and out and in and out and in and out of love, lust, or whatever. At 22, he still finds calm just sitting next to one of us when he’s out of sorts about something in his world.
People with autism and some other special needs roll with a lot of the stuff that sends most of us over the edge. And that, as our friend said, rocks.
I know that we are supposed to consider the lilies when we’re wound up. Maybe those in our care are the flowers that can help blooming idiots like us get the right perspective,
Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin… Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble. (Matthew 6:28, 34 ESV)