Sophia asked me how I was this morning and I told her the truth, that I was having a hard day emotionally, but that I would be ok.
We allow our kids to know that we all have rough days and it is ok to allow yourself to feel and work through your emotions, whatever they may be.
She gave me a hug and told me she loved me and that she would go do her work now.
She toddled off and did her workbook and then I saw her start drawing something.
A short while later, she walked up and handed me a menu and asked me what I would like to order.
I played along of course, and then before I knew it she had cooked me a lovely breakfast.
I asked her why, and she said, “I know you miss your Mom, so I want to make you what you ate with her, to make you happy.”
She had listened when they read my letter to mom at the celebration of life. In it, I mentioned things I missed, and one of those things, was having burnt toast and scrambled eggs together. She has made this for me a couple times since. It really warmed my heart and we had a lovely breakfast together.
Whomever it was that claimed Autistics lack empathy, was sorely mistaken.
What she displayed today was complete selflessness and compassion.
It turned my whole day around and transformed my sadness into gratitude.