you see the world with different eyes than mine. Your start into life with rough, the first few years you didn’t speak, and your difficulties with social interactions make life harder for you. Sometimes you’re more than a bit clumsy, and our conversations tend to be a little bit one-sided… you tend to be obsessed by always the same subjects over again. Sometimes it looks like you’re simply absent, inattentive, or just don’t care. Though I know that, in your own unique way, you care.
But, you know what? It is ok, and you are more than ok.
You are a wonderful, beautiful butterfly – of infinity beauty and worth. You are a specialist in your own chosen fields of research and interest, and when it comes to certain activities and skills, you are a true artist, and you don’t cease to amaze me with the beauty you create. But your worth does not come from what you do: it comes simply by the fact that you exist; you are loved.
I am learning to see the world with your eyes, instead of forcing mine on yours, and I see the efforts you make and have made in the past, the progress and the achievements. You dance to the beat of a different drum, and that is not a bad thing, especially in this crazy world, and I pray that I may learn to hear and dance even better with you. You have your own unique strengths, and I want to be there for you to help you develop them. Being different is not something negative, even if some people want you to believe that.
It has not always been easy, and we may sometimes bump heads again, but know that I love you unconditionally, just the way you are. You don’t need to be cured, you need to be accepted, and at times, you need some help (don’t we all?).
I hope I’ll be what it takes, with God’s help.