{simply addictive}

Our biggest frustration 

yet most beautiful blessing 

is this Autism card we have been dealt. 

.

My Avery is an angel. 

An angel that soaks up the patience bank entirely 

and is able to fill it back up in a matter of seconds.

With simply a smile.

As I lay in bed at night

it's her sweet spirit,

stubborn personality 

and tenacious

yet vibrant grip she has on life 

that I find myself getting lost thinking about.

She is simply addictive.

She is my reminder that everything works out

everything has a purpose 

and everyone has a story.

My repetitive nightly prayer consists of one thing. 

One simple request that seems disappointingly unattainable at times.

That people will see all that she has to offer.

All that she has had to fight for.

And the amazing spirit she's been blessed with. 

That people will see Avery

For Avery

Not the Autism.

For she is much more than a diagnosis. 

She is a fighter.
A beautiful, loving tenacious fighter.