Christmas is a bittersweet time for our family. It is at this time that we really feel the impact of autism. Christmas looks a lot different for us than it would if Logan and Abby didn’t have autism.
If they didn’t have autism, they would live with us instead of in group homes. Being twelve and thirteen, they would be active in buying gifts for others. We would be buying gifts for them that were age appropriate. They would be willing to eat a turkey dinner. Our interaction on Christmas would be completely different.
The fact is that they both have autism and that imaginary Christmas does not exist. But that does not mean it is a bad Christmas. We were able to have Logan over for a two night visit, something we haven’t had in a long time. We had both of them over for Christmas day and back for a visit today.
Logan and Abby have their own ways of bringing joy and making us laugh. We get spontaneous hugs. We get to see their special relationship with each other. We see them growing and developing. Autism does nothing to decrease the love we have for each other.
An autistic Christmas is a different kind of Christmas but it is still a Merry Christmas.