What is it like being a family of neurodivergent people? This is my experience…
It’s not all sunshine and rainbows.
Some days we crash and clash
bang and bash
A cacophony of sound and movement. Soothing,
Restless nights and
tired too-busy days.
Things that bring joy
constantly encroached on
by another’s needs.
Everything’s half done. Underdone,
We don’t go gently. Although,
at least one of us does, sometimes.
We’re cyclonic.But we’re moving in the same direction.
And usually we find our way to the eye of the cyclone,
It is sunshine and rainbows
Actual beautiful Sunshine,
and mud, on skin.
and iPads with Disney movies,
Patterns and categories,
Impromptu toy shop visits to collect
another toy we must
Knowing what makes each of us happy
Their favourite this or that.
Bringing it to them.
So many hugs and kisses.
Wrestles on the bed in piles of clothes
Staying home all day
stretching out across sunrises and sunsets.
Until one day, when my Final Sunset comes,And the cyclonic days will be remembered.
The glorious, divine moments of
in the eye of the cyclone, will be