Autism Yodaisms

I remember anxiously waiting on line with my parents and older brother, at the Jackson movie theater on 82nd Street, for Star Wars.  (the original trilogy.)  I'm not sure if my love for Star Wars is due to its amazing story or because its a memory that links me, my parents and brother doing something as a family.  Usually it was either my mother or father took my brother and I to the movies.  For my brother and I to go with both parents, was something special. But, I digress.


The Boy's middle name is Luke - as in Skywalker.  During my pregnancy, I believed that this name would be significant.  That my son would inherit the qualities of my favorite hero.  And then The Boy was diagnosed with autism. And I still hope that he will inherit the qualities of Luke Skywalker, Jedi Master.  And embrace the ways of The Force.     
     

"Do or Do Not.  There is No Try."
In our world, trying is not an option.  We don't try anything.  We DO everything we possibly can.  I've learned that if there is a service or method or strategy - we do it.  And I realized that it's when we try something we are unsuccessful.  It's only when we commit to doing, that we see progress.   

"Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering."
I would be lying if I said, that I wasn't scared or angry or even full of hate.  And I suffered  from those feelings, in those first few weeks, months after The Boy's diagnosis.  But what purpose did those feelings serve?  Nothing.  Fear, anger, hate - those feelings are normal.  And I believe you need to experience them to move on.  But moving on, is the key.  You need to move on from those feelings.  Otherwise those feelings will consume you and destroy you - and then what good will you be to the person who needs you the most.            

"Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you? Hmm? Hmm. And well you should not. For my ally is the Force, and a powerful ally it is."
The Boy - though his head barely touches my waist - has taught me so much in so little time.  I am truly amazed and inspired by him.  Those moments during ABA or therapy sessions when he's tired and crying and cranky and still performing the required task.  And with his face flushed from tears, chest heaving he looks to me or the therapist looking for approval, for praise. I am not a religious person, but I believe that there is some thing, some force driving us, giving us the will to go on in spite of all obstacles.  The Boy has proved that to me.         


Yodaisms: Which one sounds more like Yoda?
(1) Progress you will see, if patient you are. 

(2) If patient are you, progress you will see.  

The Husband and I are having a Yodaism contest (NERD ALERT!) Leave a comment - let me know!!