“You’ve done such a good job with him.”
I know it was meant as a compliment, but this statement from someone over a year ago has stuck with me for a variety of reasons. As my baby turns 25 years-old I have to ask myself the question, have I?
Asperger’s is what it is. We’ve taken our son to all variety of therapies and he has gained genuine coping skills. He is a remarkable young man, confident and caring. He advocates for himself. He understands his limits. A friend said something to him in humor. It left him confused, so he asked, “Is that sarcasm? I don’t do well with sarcasm. I’m very literal. Could you please explain what you meant?” Way to go!
There are many things my son does, but one thing he doesn’t do is blend. A parent recently confided in tears about attending a party with her son and being reminded again that he was different due to autism. No one was mean. Nothing was wrong. It was just one of those times when the developmental disconnect reached up and slapped her in the face. That innocent comment, “You’ve done a good job with him,” did that to me. Differences had been noted and evaluated without anyone saying a word.
Honestly, it made me defensive. I wanted to ask, “How would you know? What leads you to believe it took extraordinary effort from all of us to get to where we are? How do you know the job we did was “good?”
I let it go. No harm was meant. It was a compliment! It just happened to be one that accidentally poked at a tender place that all special needs parents guard. We had done a “good job.” Were we perfect parents? Of course not! Perfect is over-rated. We did our best. A lot of the time we just winged it and prayed. Babies don’t come with owner’s manuals, especially not ours!
I’ve come to learn that blending is over-rated too. We aren’t meant to blend. We are meant to stand out. The psalmist writes,
“I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; that I know very well.” (Psalm 139:14)
How can a person who is fearfully and wonderfully made blend? Wonderful are God’s works in making each and every one of us as unique as fingerprints. Yes, as parents we work hard to equip our children. It is our most sacred privilege in this world. As they mature, let their differences shine. Embrace their strengths, reinforce where they need support.
When I pray for my son I hear the voice of my heavenly father saying, “You’ve done a good job with him.” To which I reply, “Thank you. You gave us great material to work with!”
Creating God, bless your holy name for making us all unique and yet all in your image. Free us from the expectations of this world and help us embrace instead the beauty in not blending. Amen