I wear a necklace of a good friend. She’s in the past, though I think of her and our friendship fondly each time I put it on. Thinking of many of the friendshps of the past, the bonds I’ve shared with others, the chapters we’ve written in each other’s pages, I can’t think of many who could fit in my life of now…nor I in theirs. It would seem, our friendship had a season.
These seasonal of friendships, the bonds of a time, is something that is so distant in J’s past, though sometimes I believe he might remember. Bonds he formed before he changed so long ago are gone. He no longer sees those friends. He no longer holds these bonds. The peers he finds himself surrounded by are neurotypical. Though I see him extend his hands towards them for a connection, his fingers find none. He can find no common bond, no likeminded thinking, no one to share the same kind of silliness, same likes, desire to watch planes, trains, no one to share the differences of impressions that life can leave on a child with multiple diagnosis.
The Friendships Series has reminded me of the importance of friendships for those who seek them; not everyone does, not everyone is capable of seeking, accepting or participating in friendships. But, for those who do seek, do accept and would like to participate in the bonding with another like them, friendships are imperative.
I watch J. I see that he seeks, that he would accept and wants to find someone, like him, who enjoys what he does in the way that he does. He hasn’t found that. For some of us, this is our partner, for some it could have been a person we passed by, for still others, life has brought an angel. For J, we are his advocates. For those connections, he will need us to help advocate for him.
This is the post that started it all. This series, with the talented, strong and inspiring writers, parents and advocates has inspired me to find a social skills group for J. An appropriate group, with children like him for him to spend some time, find a connection, make a bond….
I’d like to thank all of the writers who have participated in this series. They willingly have opened up and shared their insights, hopes, dreams and sadnesses with us. They have sought to inspire and enlighten. If you haven’t had the opportunity, read their posts, soak in their words, share their journeys (don’t forget to visit their sites).
Tell us, what has been inspired in you?