Oct 26 2008
There’s no crying at comedies
Have you ever said to yourself, “How will I find the strength to make it through to tomorrow?”
It’s Sunday morning and I turned on the television and HOOK was on. I believe it had just begun or hadn’t been on too long. Peter was grown, married, and had children of his own. He was busy in some acquisition and merger when his wife so profoundly reminded him, “Your children love you and want to play with you. We only have a few years when they want us around. In a few years you’ll be running after them trying to get their attention…”
It reminded me of many times when I HOPED & PRAYED that I and my son would make it through until tomorrow to see another day.
A few years back I had taken my son and a friend to see a comedy. We arrived a little early so we could get food and seats. They were running around the theater and I kept asking them to take their seats. As others arrived, the stares began. I could hear their thoughts … why can’t she control her child?
Then my boy tripped and hit his head on a cup holder. He was fussing and I said, “Let me see your head, did you hurt yourself?”
And there it was, one of his famous one-liners, “I want to go home.”
I told him we had just spent a great deal of money and his friend and I wanted to see the movie. And he said, “I am going to wait in the car.”
When I told him “NO” the meltdown began. He was on the floor crying and screaming and kicking me in the ankle. I kept scooting over one seat at a time to get away from the violent kicking that was making contact with my ankle. But he just kept coming and saying it over and over, “I want to go home.”
I finally grabbed his foot, leaned down, and said, “You will not hurt me anymore. You will take your seat and we will watch this movie.”
By this time the advertisements and previews were just about over and the movie would begin soon. My son looked over at his friend and said, “I want that seat.” Luckily, when I asked if he could scoot over and let my boy have the seat in the corner his friend complied.
Of course all was not through, they both knocked their popcorn and drink trays over and were hungry…
I gave them my drink to share … ran out and bought them a box of candy to share and we got to see the movie.
Tears ran down my face as the movie began, but hey, there’s no crying in comedies.
Ever have a moment when you have wondered if you will have the strength to make it through another day?
4 Responses to “There’s no crying at comedies”
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
Not A Member? Register for Free!
Thanks Kelly,
I think I too have Aspergers, but almost 40 years ago they just didn’t know. I am a middle child too and often felt invisible so my parents didn’t recognize it.
I loved your blog too … aren’t we all just LEARNING AS WE GO!
I admire you for homeschooling … my son has begged me to home school him. I’ve considered it, but haven’t made the transition yet. He’s in fifth grade now and there are days when he just doesn’t want to go to school.
Jan :o)
We are pretty lucky, here in Washington state they have begun a virtual on-line school that is hosted through one of the local school districts. Apparently you are assigned a teacher and there are even local trips/events so you can get together with other children in the program. So I am very seriously considering this option!
By the way, I LOVED your lyrics for I Will Survive
I made a link to your learningasperger blog on this site.