Christine at Day Sixty-Seven alerted me to the horror of an article in today's Hollywood Reporter about yesterday's Sundance screening of the Autism Speaks film Autism Every Day. The article opens with this sentence:
The horror films on display at the Sundance Film Festival are nothing compared to every parent's fear that their child could be diagnosed with the mysterious developmental disability called autism.
The statement is so horrifying that I had to read it several times before I could fully grasp its meaning: Was the author really comparing our lives - our children - to a horror movie? Was she honestly asserting that our lives - our children - are "every parent's fear?"
Maybe this sentence blows me away because I've been working so hard to keep an open mind about the "new" Autism Every Day. Or maybe it blows me away because this time of year tends to be difficult for me anyway.
Either way, I'll say this:
Parents, don't waste your fear on autism.
If you must devote energy to fear, use it wisely: fear the death of your child.
I'm not being dramatic here. I know of what I speak. I have a child with autism. I have two children who died.
I will take autism every day.