With the holidays under way, November is traditionally the month that we reflect on what we are thankful for. Most of us share sweet, kind, often tear-jerking stories regarding people, objects, situations and life’s simple moments that are special to us. Those of you who know me, know that my buddies are definitely on my list of people I am thankful for and that I can tell story after story of special moments, conversations, etc that I have shared with each buddy. What I don’t often talk about are the “bad” moments, the tough days, and every stressful situation that I encounter. For the month of November, I am not only going to share the kind, sweet stories but also the ones that almost make me pull my hair out or as some say, contribute to my desire to drink a nice cocktail on a Monday after work. I will then explain why I am thankful for not only the Good, but the Bad and even the Ugly.
Story # 1: THE GOOD
I wish everyone could meet Spencer. You can’t help but smile when he walks into FIT. Maybe it’s simply because he’s smiling from ear to ear (that is, as long as he can locate me within a minute or two). He is now not only a participant but a volunteer. Spencer comes to our 3:30 group and helps with the younger crew. It was quite a shock for Spencer his first couple sessions with the boys (ages 8-11 with ASD) as Spencer would never consider not listening to what I say. He follows every rule, every instruction, and would never interrupt me when I’m talking. I remember the first session he had with the boys and it was definitely what I like to call “controlled chaos.” The boys were all screaming for three different reasons, running around like crazy and all of a sudden I heard Spencer yell (unheard of), “everyone stop, everyone stop, please listen to Jen!!” He looked at me and said, “Jen, why aren’t they listening to you!?”
I am so thankful that Spencer is now also a volunteer. He has come a long way and is becoming more and more mature in dealing with some tough situations but mostly, his constant smile throughout that hour helps all of us get through some of our “bad” days…