A Cell Phone Opened Communication for My Nonspeaking Son
I received a lot of questions when I shared that I was getting my nonverbal 13-year-old son a cell phone.
To be honest, I questioned myself. But I had a dream laced with hope and determination.
Sign language. Gestures. A speech device. Spelling. And so on.
Sometimes his autism feels like a closed door. Or something just out of reach. I can see but I want more. For him. For me.
We’ve been practicing texting.
Words. Selfies. GIFs of trains.
He sends to me or dad or his brother. And when we receive we make a really big deal about it so he sees and hears.
Cause. Effect. In real time.
Two nights ago he text me for the first time independently.
I was at junior high orientation for my second son.
A ding on my phone.
I can admit I gasped when I saw the notification.
And that’s how it started. Him texting me the names of the things he loves.
And me responding with photos and GIFs.
He’s spelling. He’s typing.
I’m in awe honestly. I had no idea this was possible.
This morning I woke up to a text reading….
Big blue train
And then this morning we practiced…