Last weekend went to have a look around a showroom for sofas and armchairs, as our current sofa is well and truly worn out. Penguin sits down very heavily on it, and that has taken its toll.
As we were looking around the shop, trying a few different sofas out for comfort, a sales person came up to us and asked how we were getting on. She looked at Penguin and smiled, and said hello to him. He barely acknowledged her presence. She asked us about what we were looking for, and after chatting to us for a bit, she again said “hiya” to Penguin, and then said “I have an autistic son too”.
It felt good to me that she recognised it, and that she clearly was familiar with autism, and hence understanding rather than suspicious or uncomfortable about our boy’s differences in behaviour etc. But it made me think, afterwards, about how it’s often said that you can’t tell if a person is autistic just by looking at them, and that ‘there is no look to autism’. Well… it seems like our young man has ‘the look’.
Maybe ‘invisible’ disabilities are sometimes quite visible? And perhaps that can make it easier sometimes, too…?
Thoughts and comments are – as always – welcome below. Thank you for reading x
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