I wonder what Spencer and Maya would have been like without autistic brothers. Would they be as creative and kind? Their innate kindness and impulsive creativity might have been squelched by parents who worried about the unimportant. The trivial aspects of SAT scores or career earning potential might have played too important a part in choosing the multitude of paths available to them. They may have ignored the gifts they were born with.
But their parents have learned that what others think is beyond trivial. Important stuff happens when the lights dim. When the creativity brewing throughout the day becomes more important than anything that happens in the light. Magic happens when you stop caring on the level that doesn’t matter. Devoting everything to the portion that does.
But they make music. They become music. They draw and write. They dance and drum to the rhythm they experience and create what needs to be.
They have seen us make many mistakes. Together with their parents, they have experienced moments of triumph and failure. They understand unequivocally the meaning of unconditional love.
The kids will be all right. Sometimes bad examples turn out to be so perfectly right.