Here’s our front walkway. Yes, the same one where I go to photograph weeds to illustrate the futile feelings and fleeting successes of care giving.
Yes, it’s neat. That’s because we came into some money and paid to have it cleaned up. Care giving is about recognizing your limits and accepting (or buying, or begging for) help. If I’d started the job, it would still be half done, probably resulting in a picture for another post about how care giving never, ever reaches a point of completion and satisfaction.
Meanwhile, two of the new plants summarize the modern world of therapies for people with autism.
The plants are just a few feet apart, getting the same sunlight, same water, same same.
Yet one is coming along…
…the other, not so much…
Those of us caring for people with autism learn that the ultimate silver bullet therapy that turned one kid “normal” simply bounces off of another kid. Helping a person with autism engage and enjoy life requires intense attention to that person’s unique aptitudes and limitations.
And guessing. Lots of guessing.
And even when you hire a pro to do the planting, one bush grows and the other withers.