As I sat there looking out the window watching the snow flakes glide ever so softly in the sky I noticed each one had a certain direction it was going. Each snow flake took its time and fell too the ground when it felt it waa its time. I felt a lot like that snow flake most days. Drifting in the wind, cold and not knowing what my life will be like from day to day. Being normal and playing in the snow with the other kids is something I will just have to dream about for now. Being Autistic is very hard and not fair most days.
"Jacob, sweetie, please come away from the window before you catch a cold." My mother said.
"Okay," I replied and jumped down off the window seal.
As I jumped I felt the wind brush against my face from the force of jumping. I began to laugh because being Autistic we are very sensitive to pretty much everything. So something that simple and silly always seems to amaze me. I was diagnosed with Autism when I was two in a half years old. I can' really tell you how you become Autistic. The doctors say your born with it just as you get older it progresses more and more.
"Did you see your sister sledding bubby?" Mother asked.
I sat there tracing the outline of a circle with my finger in the air laughing and giggling.
"Yeah, Jacob go out and play too," I said.
"Not right now sweetie. It's too cold and we have to get ready for bed here soon." She replied.
"How about later mom?"
"We will see, you're mommy's main squeeze aren't you?"
I laughed and said,"Yes."
I loved my mom very much. She was probably the only person in my life that could truly understand exactly what I was thinking or what I wanted. Alice on the other hand I could tell was bitter towards all the attention I received but deep down inside she loved me just as much as my mother and father did.
"Finish your supper before it gets cold bub." She said.
My sister Alice walked in and sat at the table.
"Were having soup again." Alice said.
"Yes, Alice you will be fine. Mom replied.
We sat there quietly. I looked around the table and everyone was doing something different. Alice was texting as alway, and mom and dad were reading the paper. I let out a loud giggle.
"Hey sport, are you ready for your Christmas play tomorrow at church?" My father asked me.
I reached for more chicken nuggets and started drawing with my spoon in the air I said, "Yep," and continued eating.
After supper was my time to play on the computer. I loved playing games and drawing. The doctors told my mother that since I am Autistic I would have that one thing that I find most interesting and I would be great at it. Well indeed I did I loved to draw I could look at something one time and draw it exactly how it was.
"Jacob, it is time for bed sweetie" my mother yelled from the top of the stairs.
I walked up the stairs and into my bedroom. I then put my pajama's on and went to the restroom to brush my teeth. It always takes me longer to brush my teeth then it does Alice because I have a one-track mind and am easily distracted. For instance, I always brush my teeth more than once because I love the way the tooth brush vibrates my gums.
"Jacob, stop messing around I have to take a shower," Alice screamed as she banged on the door with her fist.
"One more time." I replied.
