I came across a section of this poem in a book I was reading about high functioning autism, and I want to share it here. I haven't been posting lately because I am trying to come to terms with Mini-mans diagnosis. I haven't had a chance to accept and come to terms with my child and relize that my dreams and hopes for him are going to be different then I had at his birth. Any way here is the poem, no clue who wrote it but the site I got it from is http://www.zoemeszaros.com/1/post/2010/1/how-god-chooses-special-needs-parents.html
Most people become parents by accident, some by choice, a few by social
pressures and a couple by habit. This year, nearly 100,000 couples will
become parents of handicapped children. Did you ever wonder how parents
of handicapped children are chosen?
Somehow I visualize God
hovering over Earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great
care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to make
notes in a giant ledger.
"Armstrong, Beth, son, patron saint, Matthew. Forrest, Michael,
daughter, patron saint, Cecilia. "Rudledge, Carrie and Adam, twins, patron saint, give her Gerard. He's used to profanity."
Finally, he passes two names to an angel and smiles, "Give them a special needs child."
The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? They're so happy."
"Exactly," says God. "Could I give a special needs child to parents who do not know laughter? That would be cruel."
"But have they patience?" asks the angel.
don't want them to have too much patience or they will drown in a sea
of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off,
they'll handle it.
"I watched them today. They have that
feeling of self and dependence that is so rare and so necessary in a
mother and father. You see, the child I'm going to give them has his own
world. They has to make it live in her world, and that's not going to
"But, Lord, I don't think they even believe in you."
God smiles. "No matter. I can fix that. These two are perfect. They have just enough selfishness. "
The angel gasps, "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?"
nods. "If they can't separate themselves from the child occasionally,
they'll never survive. Yes, here is a woman and a man whom I will bless
with a child less than perfect. They doesn't realize it yet, but they
are going to be envied. They will never take for granted a 'spoken
word.' They will never consider a 'step' ordinary. When their child says
'Momma' for the first
time, they will be present at a miracle and
know it! When they describea tree or a sunset to their blind child, they
will see it as few people ever see my creations.
"I will permit them to see clearly the things I see . . . ignorance,
cruelty, prejudice . . . and allow them to rise above them. They will
be alone. I will be at their side every minute of every day of their
life, because they are doing my work as surely as they are here by my
"And what about their patron saint?" asks the angel, pen poised midair.
God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."