Summer is nearing its' end.
Another season is just around the corner.
I will miss the tall grass

and the sight of my boys enjoying its' cool loveliness.

It's been a difficult summer for us and we ourselves are starting a new season in our lives.
This summer we got our diagnosis of autism (high functioning) for our Christopher.
I share this with you not for attention or sympathy, but because I truly feel like I have received such an abundance of help and support that I need to somehow pass it on. I have had wonderful words of support and comfort from friends and family. I have found help in other mother's blogs, emails, and phone conversations about how they too have suffered the heartache of realizing their child isn't quite "normal". They have helped me realize that it is okay to grieve for that "vision" of a perfect child and learn that that child still exists.

Christopher is still that funny, charming, intelligent, sweet boy that I have always known - he will just have some extra challenges to deal with. I have grown a huge admiration for him and his ability to rise above his "limitations." I write this to all you mothers who have felt heartache for your child or who have dealt with the criticism of those who do not understand. I have been so blessed to have so many individuals miraculously come into my life and make my burden lighter. Thank you.
I promise my next posts will be much more uplifting.
My life is truly truly blessed.

I will miss the tall grass

and the sight of my boys enjoying its' cool loveliness.

It's been a difficult summer for us and we ourselves are starting a new season in our lives.
This summer we got our diagnosis of autism (high functioning) for our Christopher.
I share this with you not for attention or sympathy, but because I truly feel like I have received such an abundance of help and support that I need to somehow pass it on. I have had wonderful words of support and comfort from friends and family. I have found help in other mother's blogs, emails, and phone conversations about how they too have suffered the heartache of realizing their child isn't quite "normal". They have helped me realize that it is okay to grieve for that "vision" of a perfect child and learn that that child still exists.

Christopher is still that funny, charming, intelligent, sweet boy that I have always known - he will just have some extra challenges to deal with. I have grown a huge admiration for him and his ability to rise above his "limitations." I write this to all you mothers who have felt heartache for your child or who have dealt with the criticism of those who do not understand. I have been so blessed to have so many individuals miraculously come into my life and make my burden lighter. Thank you.
I promise my next posts will be much more uplifting.
My life is truly truly blessed.






























