On Autism: Extreme-Love

(taken from my journal entry dated February 2, 2014 | Show on air : Solar News Channel’s “STORIES: Extreme Love-Autism”)
            Watching with my eyes wide open and my heart happy as if it’s whispering, “those special kids are unique, and I want the schools available for them and the privileges they have there here in my country too.
             Theirs is a very unique journey. It is tough. It is WAY BEYOND almost eveybody’s comprehension. Almost oftentimes, it is heartbreaking….
               If all special kids were only high functioning individuals, then life would indeed be sweet. But no, it’s not the case. The ones who take good care of children who belong on the far side of the spectrum live an almost unbearable life everyday. But they still take good care of them anyway. They still love them, in spite of all the trauma and prejudices and shattered dreams. Day by day comes in that unconditional love in the lives of these children and that little stubborn hope that a miracle that they would be healed will come one day. Perhaps, because of the brokenness and exhaustion, what’s almost impossible for these families to realize is that with them and through them, everyday had already been a miracle– for in the face of the earth heaven can be seen everyday, through their hardwork, patience, hope. Selfish, crooked individuals can love the unbearable, the unlovable. We find unconditional love manifested right in front of us. With all the pain, without noticing these things anymore, the enduring ‘care-taker’ had been saved from the little evils we so found ourselves ensnared namely ‘self-love’, ‘pride’, and ‘selfishness’.
                 Special kids are indeed special– a gift from heaven who purifies as fire purifies gold.
                 Love is painful but it is worth it.

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