The electrician told me softly, that inside your fleshy walls, the nervous wires are all jumbled up. The sensory signals sent out, come in upside-down-inside-out.
I watch your beautiful tip-toe ballet through this new world wired blue. Your flickering bright light, always spinning dizzily out of place. I sense they turned your volume down oh so low, that your body has no choice but to surge back on full blast, as you fly from floor to ceiling trying anything to fill that sensational void.
Come down from there, and take my hand in yours. I’ll learn this new trade, and follow you into to your world. I'm the linesman hoping to memorize the way through your electrical current, and find my way back to you.
"Your daughter is autistic."
Everything is so fresh and close to the surface in this 360 shift, and yet it seems we've known all along. While our sweet girl needs help to overcome many challenges, she doesn't need fixing. Autism is her neurology. It's how her brain is wired and an integral part of how she experiences the world around her.
Hearing those life changing words meant that we found the key. We're able to find her, to understand her world. Hopefully we can help her navigate the best we can...we have so much to learn about this new world wired blue. I've never seen her in a more beautiful way. I'm so grateful for finding the key.
