My child has ADHD… he daydreams to escape the classroom full of fears, boredom, frustration, and anxiety. He has ADHD just like he has blue eyes. Neither are things that I’d want to change about him… even if I could. Both are just his characteristics… his things that make him special and unique.
I am raising a human child. Our education system, unfortunately, thinks I am raising a gingerbread man. My challenging role as a parent is that my blue eyed boy is not a gingerbread man. He doesn’t fit inside that cookie cutter shape. His edges are too organic and free form to cram inside that mold. And, I, his baker, refuse to trim those edges so that he can fit… so that he can look just like the others in the baker’s dozen. In a bakery full of gingerbread men… I’d pick him over all the others. I’d say, “I’ll take the one whose edges are wavy, the one with the blue gumdrop eyes.”
As I held my crying child in my arms, I told him that I love him just as he is. I told him I don’t want to change him… I just want to help him control his daydreaming. I told him that daydreaming is a good thing… he just needs to learn how to turn it on and off… when it is appropriate and when it is not.
My love for him is so big, powerful, abundant, and unconditional that it is enough to cover the judgment and the misunderstanding of who he is. My love will allow him to overcome not being a gingerbread man. My love will permit him to be his authentic self… just who God made him to be.
I don’t know what his cookie cutter shape really is… that has yet to be determined. But, if I had to guess, I would say there is only one cookie made from that cutter… and I am proud to be his mom!