How I Let Go of My Expectations and Learned Unconditional Love...
He was perfect.
My expectations already had his life all planned out for him.
He will crawl and one day even walk.
He will say Mom.
He will go to school.
He will be smart.
He will play sports.
He will be brave.
He will get married and have babies.
I had great expectations.
And then right before his third birthday, I heard the words, “Your son fits the diagnostic criteria for autism”.
In an instant, my boy’s life vanished right before me.
But now I remind myself how awful it would feel if someone constantly expected me to be different and to be someone I’m not.
I’ve learned the very definition of unconditional love is choosing to love someone exactly for who they are.
A love not based on expectations, but on reality.
I’ve finally knocked down that brick house of expectations.
Turns out it was hiding the most incredible view.
(Chrissy Kelly who has two sons on the autism spectrum)