Amazing normality

   Sometimes, when you have a child with a disability, or on the Autistic Spectrum, you get used to things the way they are and forget how far  this person may have come in one area or another of their life.  My son was very unsteady as a toddler.  He was able to  walk, run, etc., but swinging  meant  dangling over the seat, or using a swing with a back on it.  The act of stopping after running usually involved  bumping into something.
    He has grown into a young man. Tall and lithe, his balance has not been an issue in so many years, that I often forget it ever was.  Last week,  I watched him at his riding lesson.  I had not been to his lessons in a while, as I work late on that day, most weeks.  I watched my son sitting straight and tall on a huge horse (part Percheron, part something else).   Then, as he cantered around the ring, I was lucky enough to watch them jump.  Not a  really high jump like you'd see in the Olympics, but two rails, so not a walk over either.  He raised up, leaned forward followed the horse's  momentum.  Beautiful
     I was amazed and very proud of him.  This man, who could not stay upright on a swing is now able to canter and jump.  Sometimes it takes some time away to realize just how far he has come.