The best Christmas gift I ever got was both early and late. My first
born child came into this world on December 16th, nine days before
Christmas. He was supposed to be a Thanksgiving baby, however, so when
my wife went into labor 3 weeks late he had to be delivered by an
emergency Caesarean section. My first word when I saw him wasn't even
a word but a sigh of relief, love, and joy. My early Christmas present
had a red, splotchy face from being overdue but it was washed several
times over the next few days with happy tears from me, my wife, and
several grandparents.
My son was named Joseph John after me and
"J.J." as he was called soon became the most cuddled and
photographed child around. He was the first grandchild on both sides of
the family and spent his first Christmas going from arms to loving arms
as everyone wanted a chance to hold him. I looked forward to a blessed
life watching my first born grow up to be a strong and smart man.
That dream, though, wasn't to turn out the way I thought it would.
As my son entered his second year we realized that his language wasn't
developing as it should. He only seemed interested in a few things and
would jump up and down over and over to amuse himself. We finally got
him tested but were given no answers. We were only told that he wasn't
'normal'. It was raining that day as my wife and I drove home and finally
we pulled the car over, held each other, and added our own tears to the
storm.
With the end of that dream came the birth of another. We
decided to find out exactly what was different about our son do
all we could to help him become all he could be. Soon a local Doctor saw
what the specialists hadn't. Our son had Autism. In that day very
little was known about Autism or what could be done to treat it. My wife
and I read every article and researched every treatment there was to
help our son. We put our anger at God aside and asked instead for His
love and guidance to help us with our boy. We enrolled J.J. in Special
Education at school and worked with him everyday at home. We were
blessed to get a loving, kind-hearted, and patient personal-aide for him
at school and she became like a second mother to him. It was by her side
during another Christmas season that my boy spoke his first sentence
about the beautiful Christmas tree at the school.
As we continued
to work with my son I noticed something else too; his loving spirit was
also working on us. His smile was contagious, his cheer was infectious,
and his innocent love was purifying. Over the years I became a better,
kinder, more loving, and more spiritual person just by being around him.
He taught me so much about love, so much about joy, and so much about
embracing life. His language continued to improve and he became beloved
by his teachers, fellow students, and especially by the school football
and basketball teams where he worked as the equipment manager. His
loving presence became a comfort to my days. His gentleness helped me to
deal with money struggles and career problems. His sweetness helped me
when his younger brother was born with an even more severe form of
Autism and I gave up teaching to care for them both.
Now as the
best Christmas gift I ever got approaches his 28th Christmas with me I
have realized that he is the gift that keeps on giving. Like a ray of
sunshine he brightens the day of everyone he meets. Like an earth angel
he touches the souls of others with his gentle love. He shares his smile
with everyone and calls everyone by name. He goes through his life
making this Earth a little more like Heaven. He lives out God's dream
for him which is a far better dream than mine ever was.
I wish
all of you a Merry Christmas. May your Christmas and all of your days be
full of the best gift there is, the gift my two special sons give me
everyday-the gift of love. God bless you always.