By ARTC Founder, Tracy Sekhon:
As I read through the previous blog posts and the many stories, mostly of hope and healing, in my blog file, in preparation for this new post…a wave of emotion came over me as I realized how much more our stories are the same, than they are different. Sure, the details of our journeys vary. But, there are definite common denominators, when it comes to how autism affects our children. There are common denominators when it comes to parenting a child on the spectrum. There are common denominators regarding the challenges we face when trying to determine what to do next. There are common struggles with therapies and treatments, with sleep and schedules and finances. Yes…we are more alike than we are different.
Autism is a journey. Sometimes our journey is long and painful. Sometimes our journey is short and somewhat uneventful. Sometimes our journey leads us to places we never thought we’d go. Sometimes our journey becomes our teacher. Sometimes our journey leads us to a new appreciation of life and of love, of challenges and of gifts. Sometimes…we are forced to relinquish control and learn that we become more liberated because of it. It’s different for each of us…but, this I know for sure…it’s a journey that matters.
I have learned that my journey, with two boys on the spectrum, has lead me to my purpose. I have been gifted these two amazing little boys to teach me about what it means to be a truly unique person. I now understand what it means to live outside of the “box” that society expects us to jump in to. I now understand that sometimes, functioning outside of the proverbial box is not a choice. I now understand that I have been put on assignment to teach others this. I have been put on assignment to help others navigate autism and to use my experience to show them the way. I have the unique opportunity to draw the roadmaps to options that can lead to a better life. I have the opportunity to hold the hands of those who need support, and to wrap my arms around them and lift them up. For this gift, that my boys didn’t know they were giving to me, I am so grateful. ARTC is my assignment. And, it is my intention that I will complete my assignment with the highest of honors…and that will evident by the lives that are changed because of it.
Thank you for joining my journey…and allowing me and ARTC to be a part of yours.