Your kidding me right.......?

There Dylan and I where waiting for his turn in therapy. There was another mother in the waiting room as well. We were making small talk to pass the time. When all of a sudden there was what felt like a slap across my face. She is a hushed tone asked "Do you ever wish your child was normal?" It took me a moment to respond because I didn't want to lash out what I want to say. Running through my head was things like " How dare you think that way" "What kind of a mother are you to wonder that" " Are you crazy" "Are you kidding me" and other things like that. Instead I though a moment and responded "No, there are moments I wish that were different. There are times I wish we didn't need to go through. But would I change my son, no. It is what makes him, him and I love him for that. That what makes Dylan, my Dylan."

Before we had time to talk more her little smiley son a little older than Dylan burst through the doors and ran to her. She looked at him and smiled.

"Are you ready Dylan" It's our turn to go back into the therapy room.

As Dylan's therapist was working with him, I though for a moment about what had happened. This mother didn't need the tongue lashing that I wanted to give her. She needed a hug. At that moment she might have been feeling alone in this Journey and need someone to talk to. I know that there are times in a room full of people I too feel alone. Her son might have had a transition tantrum before hand and it took every ounce of her to calm him down or maybe she just needed to vent.

The nice thing about his therapy sessions is that all the kids have therapy at the same time each day of the week. So mom I meet last Monday, I'll be there again next week if you need to talk.