Those eyes. They scream out," look at me!"
I look at those eyes and I see so much. But Micah doesn't look you in the eyes for very long. Maybe a moment or two. That's why I love this photo so much it's all about his eyes. Rich with personality, rich with wonder and awe. A good friend of ours Derek Brumby, caught some amazing shots of Micah the last time he came to visit...I can't wait to share them all with you. There are some awesome eye shots. Anyone that has a child on the spectrum can appreciate the eyes. His haunt me. I love when he is relaxed enough to really look at me in the eyes. It's a moment I always want to capture. This photo did just that. We have such a long road ahead of us. But I am forever grateful that it is what it is. That it is not the horrors some families experience. I can handle SPD, I can handle an Asperger's diagnosis. Because my son is still in there, he can still smile back at me. Praise you God, we have that. Praise you Father, for the fact he is still Micah, just with a few little quirks that range from obsessive behaviors, to major melt downs. But he is still my son. In all his little weird triggers and quirky behaviors...he is still my gorgeous, smart, intelligent, loving, brilliant, funny, goofy, little man. A blessing from heaven, a little angel in the disguise of a 4 year old. But oh those eyes!
I am a little nervous for tomorrow, not because I am afraid they will tell me what I already know, but because he will shortly have a label I have to explain to others. And other people will label him as weird, odd, spoiled, bratty, out of control. They know nothing. But I plan to educate them if it is the last thing I do! Watch out world, here we come!
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