There are times when I wonder if those around me see my struggle. Some days I wish they could. Other days, I’m praying that they can’t. There are days I am so proud to be different and there are days when I would give anything not to be on the Autism spectrum.
But there is something that ties all of that together: Regardless of where my mind is that that day or whether or not someone noticed my disability. Regardless of whether or not I made some huge social faux pas that I wonder if I’ll be reminded of for the next five decades in gentle jest by the friends- the message behind these two concepts that ties them together to me is that I didn’t give up or lose hope either way.
Sometimes I wonder if my dream of traveling the world to read to preschoolers all around the world and being a motivational speaker is just an epic day dream. But then things, big things, like my talks, tv interviews, or recent trip to the Philippines to do just that happen and I recognize that anything is possible.
My dreams may not unfold as I wish they would but they will unfold as they are meant to and as they serve others best. I have such faith that the creator of the universe is watching over me every day and knows my heart to serve and hears my prayers and will pave the way.
My dream to speak to students at schools of all levels about bullying and my dream to be a motivational speaker who reaches tens of thousands or millions of people might not look the way I see it in my mind, but I know that my passion is to serve others and that sharing my story can be a part of that dream. Not because my story is so unique but because it is a reminder that no matter who we think we are or how small we might think we are – we all play such a beautiful role in healing in others. When we take our blinders off and start loving ourselves and, by doing so, beginning to love others the way we are meant to…everything changes.