Well, it is here. September. The beginning of all things Fall. Fall is a great time of year and I look forward to so much that the season brings. Fall cooking, apple picking & pies, hikes and watching football on our couch.
I do not transition well to the routine again and the calendar of school, schedules and stuff. I would be lying to you,(and I can’t do that)if I told you I was excited for our son to be starting High School. In fact, we had his orientation this week and although I was really pleased with the efforts and communication of his new school, I had a rough day. His new school did a great job with scheduling, and if it is any indication of the year ahead, we will be AOK. Where I fell short, and “Autism” won, was looking around, watching the joy and excitement of all the others around me. The kids all spoke and planned and shared. Our son was not a part of any of that. No one sought him out, nor did he seek any. No one made any plans to get lunch or ask him his schedule. He didn’t ask either. I felt raw. I wanted to leave and I was struggling. Our son knows KNOWDifferent, if he does, he doesn’t say anything, so, the issue is mine, not his. What do I do? Besides cry to a few close friends and share with all of you here, probably nothing. It just hurts. I don’t write this for pity, but I think many of you will relate and those who are here to learn, well, you will feel the emotions here and that is ok.
I know it will pass and some days are just harder, this was one.
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