I find myself thinking of my children most of the day and while I'm working. Mostly, I'm processing what has happened the night before or that morning. I'm still trying to process Abe's diagnosis of Autism Spectrum Disorder and how it is impacting our lives and our family. Is it really? Am I making that up? Because really, when I think about it, don't we all have things we are dealing with? Alcoholism, cancer, failing relationships, distance from loved ones? I mean, it's all just life and autism is now part of ours. It's not so different, but it feels like it when i'm in the midst of navigating a melt down or just trying to get this kid to eat. It feels heavy and hard and I feel sorry for myself. It doesn't last long, but I do feel sorry for myself.
How about that Abe! He is a bright light and a never ending stream of funny. They say kids with autism are not able to distinguish social situations as well as most. Abe is he king of funny and has such a love of words. This morning the word was "lunacy" and every opportunity to use it was taken. Me being late for my bus was a case of "sheer lunacy". For a 3 year old, his vocabulary rocks my world and the fact that he wants to use words makes my heart happy. He will often ask the question as he listens to Scott (my husband) and I in conversation,"Is that funny?" & "Are you joking?". He desperately wants to understand the nuances of language so he is able to better participate. This is a big deal and a great reminder that we are going to be o.k..
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