Luke is a handsome young man. Luke is so friendly. Luke is 19 years old and has autism. Luke can be violent. Luke has bipolar. Luke loves his mother. Luke has hurt his mother physically. Luke says he is sorry. Luke loves disney movies. Luke loves. Luke’s mother is Alesia.
I hope I can write more about Luke. I have been asked to share of my almost 20 years of wisdom. However, it makes me cry to write about him. He lives at home with me, my husband, and our youngest son Elijah. I hope I can tell you stories about him soon. This is a beginning. Photos taken mostly by me or my husband with a Sony Digital or Panasonic DMC-ZR1 unless otherwise noted:
Luke did not learn to walk until he was past three years old. Here I am taking him to one of his many therapy appointments. Besides Autism, he had Hypotonia.
Luke at school working with his speech therapist this day.
Luke at his special daycare program. He was kicked out for his behavior after a couple of years. You can’t tell from this photo!
Luke on one of his last vacations he could take since being diagnosed with Bipolar. We flew to Hawaii on this trip. We hope to fly again, but we are always worried we will get kicked off!
Luke has carried this Alligator around with him for years. Thank God Toys R Us still makes them. Luke is getting his head rubbed by my husband. It soothes him.
Luke at his High School. He was in a contained learning center. Alittle over the shoulder action in this photo.
High School graduate photos we had taken by a very patient photographer named Tera!
One year ago I stopped wearing a watch. I have worn it only once during a plane trip. During the year, I realized how freeing it was to not be on a time schedule. I began to even lose the desire of wanting to know the time. Yet now I reach a year out of taking off the ole ticker and come to realize how fast time has gone by. How can it all ready be Thanksgiving? Yet here it is upon us.
Capturing the silhouette of leafless trees in my backyard brings on thoughts of Thanksgiving and Winter approaching very soon.
One of the advantages I found was that I was learning a new way of living in the moment. I was not stopping to look down at what time it is. My memories were extended to be longer memories as I was in no hurry. This is especially good when you are sharing your time with a friend. As I reminisce of my memory with another I am transformed. My memory of that memory is deeper. To be free of my watch allows me to transfix myself on others. It is good to be absorbed in the moment with another human being.
Another awesome experience I can trace back to my watchless hand experiences is that I like to capture time if you will with my camera. I am more keen on the seasons and the earth around me. I realize we are days away from the traditional Thanksgiving meal. I take photos of reminders of the season and am glad that I have freezed time for myself. I have made an image of my own history tonight for you to view on these photos.
As the evening progresses on, I see the Majesty of the time through my lens. I am thankful to have spent the day with my family and new friends I met today.
Looking to these images makes me smile. It is a capture of the time, although it can never come back, that is now a memory instilled in my mind through a photograph. I have learned probably the most valuable lesson of all this Thanksgiving Season.. It is not to worry about the future. I can not explain it, but something inside me is changing. It transcends understanding. It is beyond understanding. It is in God’s Hands.
My chair represents to me with all the leaves gone not so much an isolated area anymore. Perhaps it is a reminder for us to not allow ourselves to become isolated from others. Leave enough time for others to make a difference.
Thank you to all my readers that have stuck around to read my various posts touching on all kinds of themes. I have 75 of you reading which I call a MILESTONE and from the bottom of my heart, I am so grateful. I began 6 months ago writing and am so proud to belong to the WordPress community of writers. This month I have bombarded you more then usual as I became challenged with NaBloPoMo which inspired us all to write more this month. I hope I have met the challenge with quality reading and imagery for you all to enjoy. Until my next installment!
I love that term NaBloPoMo. It is getting me in the groove of writing. What a cool word to rejuvenate those creative writing juices and find the essence of why I want to write. Partly it is to please my readers, but also it is important to me to tell a story. A part of my story involves someone I want you to meet. It is my very dear friend Linus. Linus sticks to me closer than a brother. He is the love of my life.
That might be alittle dramatic, but when you see his photographs and understand what Linus has meant to me- you will get it! Linus came to my home in a cardboard box almost 13 years ago. He was suppose to have been our sons’ best friend, but as fate would have it he became a mama’s boy. You guessed it! Linus is a dog. The last couple of years I suffered major medical problems. I had a rather large brain tumor that thankfully was removed last year. I ended up in the hospital for three weeks after it was removed and had months of rehabilitation as I suffered a stroke and many complications. When I arrived home, it was as if Linus knew I had went through the ringer. He almost never leaves my side now. He looks for me in the shower by putting his nose through the curtain. He cuddles next to me anytime he can get and finds me within a couple of minutes if I have left one room to go to another. Animals are special indeed. He was healing to me and love all wrapped up in FUR!! Here are some of my favorite photos of him I have taken with my Panasonic DMC-ZR1 or my Ipad 3 with Instagram:
Linus ready to cuddle- an English Springer
Linus and your blogger. He still wants to stay near me and cuddle. This was taken during recovery of my surgery.