LDS Mom of Autism

But, Looking Up…

Some days, as much as you want to be strong and capable, it just doesn’t work out that way. Whatever is on your plate at the moment, like chronic fatigue, or ptsd,  or whatever fiery furnace is the lot of the day–  gets to the point, for me anyway, of getting the kids to their schools and places to be, then coming back home to take a nap.  Once I cound’t even do that, and I called the kids in sick. (When mom’s sick, nothing happens.)

I need to tell you of a special moment that happened for me during one of these dark parts a while ago.  I was at a point where I was praying and pondering- calling to my Father, “… I  know all the ‘Sunday School’ answers about how to feel closer to thee– The Scriptures, Fasting, doing Service for others in the Temple, etc… but what do you do when you can’t do any of these things?  What do you do when you don’t have big enough blocks of time between all the kids needs for excursions to the Temple, and you’re so drained that your eyes don’t cooperate to read scriptures, and the computer is down so you can’t even have it talk the scriptures to you?

Well,  I felt answered.

A song came to mind that I had never really thought about– and it was the second verse of the song, no less.   It went like this, as it came to me;  ” Are you ever burdened with a load of care? Does the cross seam heavy, you are called to bear?  Count your many blessings Angels will attend, Help and comfort give you to your journey’s end.”

A sweet feeling of lightening of the weight filled my heart.  And I remembered the conference talk recently of “Look Up”.  Finally, once again I felt like my head was above water and I could breathe.  Watching for the good moments, smiles with my kids, An awesome sunrise.     Writing this has been so good for me this morning…Yesterday included one of the worst panic attacks I have ever had.  But this morning’s predawn quiet was a moment of peace I was able to share with my youngest– both of us typing on a laptop (she has been doing the NANOWRIMO  (National Novel Writing Month) thing in the mornings) so I enjoyed the quiet companionship instead of popping outside for a photo, and used one from a previous lucky moment with the camera.  So, my November Gratitudes would never be complete without a loving thankfulness to my Father In Heaven, for coming to my rescue when I need it- and for journaling and blogging- that helps me remember it when I need it again.  ❤

 

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Almost Adulting – Part 2

So- when I posted yesterday (Almost Adulting) I was expressing my gratitude for the time and brain power (as in free from fibro-fog and ptsd fog for a significant amount of time) to get moving on the kids portfolio folders.  But since I have a few friends who would like to see what I put in them, I decided to put it here so I have a good way to save it.  So here we go… (warning, it’s longer)


Where it all begins.

My Big Folder isn’t really “Everything”- It’s just everything I need for a full year.  A copy of original diagnosis’ are there, but only the most recent IEPs.  All of the old stuff gets filed into their big school books with their school pictures and art and stuff. Even at that, it’s hard to keep it trimmed down enough to actually carry with me to the various meetings.  My project to split off copies for each kid had it’s seed when my older girl went thru regular mainstream 12th grade English (ahem, excuse me- language arts 🙂 ) She was my first one to manage that far, and it has been many many years since I did myself- so when they had their unit on preparing for college, I was really (REALLY!) grateful for all that info in one place and time.  But even tho I started to really want to do this project, nothing happened on it for a while,  while life smacked me in the face.  This year tho, I suddenly realized I have absolutely NO more IEP meetings to go to until/unless college happens.  (wow! super weird!)  The interesting thing is,

index page for my NT high-schooler

just because they hit the edge of “high school washes their hands of you”, doesn’t stop them from needing help, nor the resources available to move forward.  They will totally need all this info and need to know how to find it.  (They also need other helps, but that is another post altogether).  So- for all you friends out there in my boat- here is what I have put into this folder….

  • – I made these info pages a long time ago to fit into my day-planner.  Theyhave contact info on the left, and a record of doctor visits, etc. on the right, folded in half and hole-punched for me, and cut in half for theses books.
  • -I also made a spread sheet of all the contact info I was gathering for the various schools we have been comparing.
  • -I just finished catching up the first 3 kids’ resume’s. Even if there is not much info to put on it, it’s important that they feel professional and grown up. (and it will surprise you what you can add to it as time moves on- Service Missions have been amazing here.)  Also included in the original school unit was a sample cover letter to a college.  This also got copied and put in this area.
  • -The school records that they will need is different for each kid for us, as we have had needed several different paths to get thru the maze called School.  For instance– for one, it is simply his GED Diploma, Jr. College records, and Seminary Graduation Certificate.  For another it is a non-official high school grade transcript (with an official one in the original sealed envelope slipped in behind it.) Seminary completion papers by year (because she couldn’t finish the year of her surgery), certificates of completion of the computer game design course she took for fun, and a copy of her State Competency exams. It will also have her certificate of completion for her Technical college and High School diploma next year… It’s been a long haul, but the light is in the end of the tunnel.  The school assignment that started this all, reminded me to get each kid a letter of recommendation- I have that on my list of to-do’s still.
  • – Of course is medical… starting with the cover-page I already mentioned, and then I took all my personal records and made a timeline for each kid.  Something to give their selective, childhood memory a back-up in “it really happened this way”.  Also is IEP/504 docs for those who had them, and official diagnosis letters where applicable.  Also will be copies of birth certificates (I’m not yet willing to hand over the originals- don’t want them lost) Driver’s license, selective service letter, and all that legal jazz, including the power of attorney papers when we get that finished.
  • – This section is for copies of their patriarchal blessing and also copies of the annual letters I wrote for scout camps and girls camps.  You know- those bits of my heart that need to be there. I also included one or two of their own personal stuff, things that speak of their heart.
  • That original high school project also had worksheets on things such as a sample budget (which she could not do- it blew her brain circuits) I actually think this was so important that I will be working on it with all the kids in a separate “adulting” folder –not done yet, but I’ll let you know.
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Almost Adulting

Have you heard the old saying- “It will get easier when the kids get older.”  Well, it’s only partly true.

On the one hand, mom’s taxi service is getting to be a force of nature that is not to be taken lightly.  Early morning high school (before the bus) plus jr tech daily, has been raised to a whole higher level with two Young-Church-Service missionaries.  So on a full-on day, I can easily top 6o miles by lunch.

On the other hand, I have actually had a few major, whole afternoon sized, chunks of time here and there this month – where everyone was happy and independent and no-one needed me at all- and I could start moving on projects that have been set on the shelf for way too long.

The kids call it my “Everything book”

Notably, I have been spending a lot of this time taking my “everything folder” to the copy shop, and making lots and lots of copies.  With my kids starting to leave the teen years behind, the time has come to make sure they have their own copies.

with a section for each person.

Included will be their own resume, school records, health

(Index borrowed from my daughter’s 11th grade English project. I think I got more out of that unit than the class did.)

records and legal stuff, etc. all in a personal portfolio that will be separate from their photo folder.

Five new folders nearly done… Phew!

It’s been a huge project- but so good to have it nearly finished. Talk about a blessing!

So, today’s gratitude is for the gift of both the time, and the ability to think, thru getting all these records worked on and organized.     It’s a gift that is astoundingly rare.

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Good Moments

Well.  My laptop is in the shop for the third time in four months, the tire shop did a lousy job of realigning my van’s tires, and fibromyalgia is messing with me big time today….BUT the laptop is still under warranty, I can sort-of write this post on my iPad, now that I figured out how to transfer back and forth.  And my awesome Hubby fixed my van. So I decided I needed to take a moment to share some good.

First-  So excited to let everyone know I officially have 2 missionaries now!    My TeaRose has all the paperwork done, and the place of Service found; she has even spent a few days with her knew mission Supervisor and blown her away (in a good way). People are still so surprised at how smart kids can be and still be obviously on the Autism spectrum.  But we blow away myths pretty regularly around here.  And for right now,  I am so excited for her new adventure.    Also, my other missionary has a new assigned area, he started last week.  He will be serving in our area’s ROC center, that does the preparation and follow up computer work for the Indexing part of  the Church’s Family History.  Fun stuff for this geeky mom.

Things are starting to look done in the older boys’ room remodels too.   I even tiled a shower wall and it looks totally awesome, and not at all like its only the second time I have ever done tile (don’t tell him). DK is really picking up speed in his homeschool efforts, and Kydee was amazingly brave all thru yesterday’s adventure of getting braces. (Tho not up to photos yet– can’t say I blame her, I’ve been just as panicked as she was.)   And to top it off, all my kids have been exceptionally calm and low maintenance this week, in fact they have really been loving on me.  It’s possibly because it is fall break here, but more likely just growing up a bit, whatever the blessing’s source- I have been really grateful to begin having bits of time totally to myself  (and the ability to think straight at the same time!) to start cleaning up the piles from the chaos of the remodel, and the overload, and everything… it doesn’t look like much yet, but it’s huge to me!  I even get to make a Wonder Woman costume this year (heehee)

So anyway, hope you all think of something good that happened this week too!  Sending you Cyber Hugs!

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Summer Courage

“The courage of life is often a less dramatic spectacle than the courage of a final moment; but it is no less a magnificent mixture of triumph and tragedy. “ ~John F. Kennedy

It’s been one of those seasons in life-

But there has been growth too. For instance, I took my younger 3 to Phoenix Comicon at the start of summer.  Dealing with a crowd of several thousands took a lot of energy to stay calm, for all of them. And then we just crashed and I don’t remember the next day.   But they all had fun in a learning sort of way.   Big plans have already started for next year.

We have also been trying to finish the remodeling of house- it’s almost done- in spite of the heat.  In the mean time, courage quotes keep me going…

“Valor is stability, not of legs and arms, but of courage and the soul.”  ~Michel de Montaigne

 

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Counts as a good Christmas

It was the great pause; the breath between preparation and the excitement.img_3050  I sat next to my Christmas tree, listening to all my kids and hubby play a little board game before it’s time to shoo them off to bed.  I can hear that they’re getting tired; but they are still all trying to be pleasant and work together for fun.

It’s beautiful sight in the world.   And it gave me time.

Time.  It’s my most treasured gift. The gift of no place I have to be, no schedule I need to keep, no needs or demands from anyone at all.  Along with the clear head to think and ponder- both things together.. It’s very rare.

Earlier this month, I wouldn’t have believed any such spare moment would happen.  I would see the treat-gifts come to the door, and the cards and letters from the neighbors and friends, and think- “yeah, as if I could manage something like that.”

Suddenly things moved, and I had a spare moment to do my yearly ornament and letter for our close family.  Later, on Thursday I found myself totally done shopping!   The peace hit me like a thunderclap.  Like magic, I had a whole day Friday to cleanimg_3067 and work on what I whatever I wanted to.  It was a gift from Heaven— and I decided that I had time to make Christmas cookies after all.  I still tire easily, but it was so good.  On Christmas Eve, it rained almost all day. But it stopped just as Hubby took our Brand to the Mesa Temple-it was Brand’s YSA (young single adult) ward’s turn to help with the tour/crowd control there for the Christmas lights.  Meanwhile, I took the 3 teens and we went delivering the cookie trays.  Don’t make the mistake of thinking I pulled this off without any meltdowns or other Autism moments– the full gammut of triggers=  anticipation, starting to go to the wrong door (and having to run back to the car and try again), relief, seeing happy faces as we gave the cookies, getting on each other’s nerves, tears, and recovery;   TeaRose said it best- “Mom, there’s so many emotions going around in my head so fast that it gets my autism overwhelmed and I go blank and can’t feel anything at all” (yup- she really did say that, we have been working being able to express needs.)   So we reviewed our grounding steps to recover from overload, and then kept going.  I’m so img_3069glad.  The spirit of giving seeped into my car in spite of everything, so that by the time we got home it was very good.  That brings this story back to where I started, under the Christmas tree.  Then it was time to play Santa.

Santa got really lucky this year.  Lots of tactile pleasures (fuzzy blankets and sequinned pillows were half the hit of the morning) and lots of happy smiles.  Now, they are all playing with their new gear, in that near total quiet that my spectrum kids get when they have been running on adrenaline to be happy in the chaos for a couple days- and they are still happy, just tired.  Time is still rare- it took 2 separate spaces of time just to write this post.  But for now, I have time to sit and think- What a great Christmas gift that is.p1040039p1040017

 

 

 

 

 

So- Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year!

ps- here’s where I found the cookie recipes;

http://www.glutenfreebaking.com/how-to-make-gluten-free-shortbread/

http://www.simplyrecipes.com/recipes/stained_glass_cookies/

http://www.shugarysweets.com/2013/06/cherry-chocolate-chip-shortbread-cookies

 

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On Becoming Superman

It’s  4:30 am, Tuesday Morning.

This has been the most amazing of hard weeks in many ways.  But this morning, I am only thinking of one of them.  Today is the hinge-point of a new adventure.  Over 2 years ago,  my 21 year old and I started the paperwork for him to express his desire to serve a mission.

And then we waited.

And waited.

And while we waited, of course, more life kept happening all around.  School.  His sister’s scoliosis surgery. And lots of learning.  Learning to handle the red tape of new paths, learning to let the pain go of watching peers younger that him go on their mission-and come home 2 years later, learning to grow thru and in spite of medical needs,  learning to keep going thru trials, and stay steady while waiting on the timing of the Lord.  I admit, sometimes it was harder for me than for him, we kind of traded back and forth on that one.  And then all at once, about a month ago, things started to move forward and we could see the light at the end of the tunnel.  Even then, tho- there was no visibility of the path, things were still open-ended as we moved thru the steps of a not-quite-fully-defined gateway to the new Young Church Service Mission.  Then even more suddenly- like the frost on a cold window- everything came together all at once; and he had the final interviews, finished papers, calling and setting apart all in the last 2 weeks- and he starts his mission TODAY!!!  Yikes!

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So my dear son, I hunted down some courage quotes for the 2 of us to start the day with…

Remember, sometimes the Lord asks us to  “not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.” (Ralph Waldo Emerson) This is the path of the Trailblazer, the life of the strongest of heroes. And I’m afraid much of the time, it’s our lot in life.  The path of learning to become a superhero is never easy- it is much closer to bootcamp, for the Lord is making warriors.
But He doesn’t leave us to wander lost.  “Our Heavenly Father did not put us on the Earth to fail, but to succeed gloriously.” (Richard G. Scott)
So, just like Father Lehi in the Book of Mormon, The Lord has given us access to helps along the way.  Scriptures, Personal Promptings, and even our Patriarchal blessing are like our own Liahonas- guiding us through life’s dangers.
Neither does the Lord ever ask us to be completely alone.  Jesus has been on our path before us, and has sent us family and companions here and there to stand by us. Hold tight, we will make it together.
And remember- as we move forward, “we learn and grow and become stronger as we face and survive the trials through which we must pass.”  (President Thomas S. Monson)

I am so proud of you, my son.  Your kindness and steady strength will see you thru many things.  Keep hold of your courage.  This will grow into a great adventure.

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Mighty Wins Often Come in little packages- Watching for the Good

After a long, hot week here in Arizona (115 plus) along with all the normal stress of a weekend, I had a lovely string of success moments that made me really feel grateful. And since my lesson in primary today was on sharing, I had to share my awesome tiny victories of this evening.

  • Oldest smiles and tries hard to laugh with sibs even tho a migraine is raging.  Then he catches his dad in private and whispers “Thanks Dad, I really like talking with you.”
  • DK says “Can I watch a movie please?” (note full sentences and manners- especially after a hard weekend and church)
  • Hubby says “Did you like me talking it thru calmly till we figured out where our miscommunication was?  I am really trying to learn good communication, I’m not perfect but I’m trying”
  • TeaRose and I have been newly called as primary teachers together.. she was really panicking, but afterwards today- she admitted being around the 6 yr olds was very fun today.
  • Brand made it all the way thru the full 3 meeting block of YSA (young single adults)meetings, and stayed for their after church mingle to get some of his home teaching with his partner done.
  • And the house is quiet and at peace.  What a great way to end the day.

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A Family History kind of week

P1030761It’s been a Family History kind of week, this week; dominated mostly, by the once-every-four-years handcart reenactment that our church organizes for the youth.  Called “Trek”, it’s an off the grid space during the summer where they work as groups to pull their stuff in real handcarts;  bringing them closer to the pioneers, their own ancestors, and each other.  Last Sunday saw me still finishing the sewing the pioneer clothes for my youngest (yup, it’s been that kind of year) but it turned out super cute!  Then she was packed, and I could focus on packing for her brother.P1030763

Well- that was my hopes anyway.  In the end he was overcome with bad scout camp memories and fears stuck in rigid thinking mode- and I just couldn’t find it in my heart to force him to go.  So I let him stay home, tho I still have yet to feel up to unpacking his gear; while bright and early Wednesday morning, off went my youngest.  I was more than a little jealous.

(oh- I should include a side note here; one of the few invisible struggles that Kydee inherited is a real sensitivity to a lot of foods.  So we also experimented with a pintrest recipe for high protein survival bars.  They turned out great- I’ll put them on a post sometime soon.)

Moving thru the week was quiet- all the other kids missed their joyous sister.  but some of it was good.  Everyone was on such a zoned-out even keel, that for much of Friday, I enjoyed participating in the “World Indexing Event” with my church.  This had me reading all sorts of marriage records for people in Kentucky- a place I have never been, but now I feel lovingly connected to.

Then Saturday came and it was time to go get Kydee, and hear all the stories from their adventure.   Quite the adventure of fun it was.  We were regaled with the story of her being caught wrong against the bushes and knocked over–right into the path of the cart-wheel.  And we were all amazed and our faith strengthened to find out that all she got was a couple of small bruises.  And her Great Grandpa would be suitably proud to hear that she did exceptionally awesome at the rifle range. 🙂

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The part called the “Women’s Pull” where all the guys hike up the hill early to allow the kids to feel the struggle of the time when the men of that pioneer group had been called to be in the “Mormon Battalion”. Yup- that’s really what the handcarts looked like.

 

DK was a little sad about his choice to stay home when he heard that; but then not, as he listened to the talk from the other boys about how they all enjoyed talking together. His peers are growing old enough to not tease or actively hurt, but they still never talk to him as a friend.  sigh.  I ache for him, well for all of my angels really in my most private heart; but if I frown or let the tears escape, it makes them sad and panic– so I smile.

anyway-speaking of angels;  Angels sure watched over my Kydee on her trek.  The spirit has whispered a lot to me this week too, prompting me in pondering some of my own ancestors that traveled those long paths of immigration.  Crossing vast landscapes for what they believed in.  I actually have a lot of pioneers in my heritage- but one in particular has been on my mind all week.  Her name was Marianne Gardiol; a lovely little (under 5′ tall) Italian girl from the distPyranees Mountains.  At 19, she left her home and family and all she knew, and traveled by foot, boat, and train from Italy to frontier Utah.  I wonder in awe at the courage and determination in such an adventure.  And when she landed in Salt Lake City, meeting Brigham Young, she still did not speak any English.  But When President Young called to John Dalton Jr. and said “I want you to look after her”- Her faith was great enough to trust the Prophet of her new faith and marry the blonde man who was nearly 18″ taller than she was.  🙂 And she never did waver in her commitment, tho family stories say that she never really got good at English.  Still, I feel a strong connection.  Her dark hair changed my family line for all the following generations till my and my sister’s girls.  And I think likewise, it might be thru her that my family has always felt so strongly about  Sticking true to your faith no matter what… and also of the power of close family ties to make it thru all that life throws at you.  She was truly a mighty woman of valor.

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You know, perhaps this is why we are encouraged to seek out our family stories.  tonight’s ponderings have really helped me.  Knowing someone who loves you, has gone thru it all before, and out the other side– it helps.  Tonight has brought comfort and courage to the trenches of daily life.  It helps me remember that we can make it too.  (And I sure have some cute pioneer girls of my own 🙂 )

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Summer! Reflections on the Good, the Bad, and the merely Difficult

It sure has been a long space of time since I last sat down with  total peace and quiet around me.   On the other hand, I think it’s actually a good thing that I waited to write about the end of this school year- It has given me the chance to breathe after the amazingly high-stress black-hole of this year.  Time to refresh my perspectives. (LONG POST ALERT)

First, the not-so-good, ok- really bad,  so that the good can be truly appreciated…..

Bluntly put- 12th grade for a kid who is quite autistic, but smart enough that she can’t get an IEP (cause her grades are above the “failing” requirement) is hard to describe any other way than harsh.  The nasty catch 22 of what some people call “Twice Exceptional” (learning issues/asd/etc. plus smart)  has no foot-hold in the school systems, every inch must be carved out by hand.  This is not the first time I have had to walk the path of end of high school with my kids, but every kid is different- and so never can I walk a path that I have already done. It’s new every time.

I am blessed, that even with 5 peeps on the Autism spectrum in my family, I don’t have to deal with major years for all of them at the same time very often.  (phew)  This year has bean close, but was mostly my TeaRose’s turn. With the lovely (not) addition of starting the year off with a full major back fusion surgery to treat her serious scoliosis– much of the time, neither of us thought we would get out of this year alive.   We were lucky to have good teachers, and also a couple really good friends; but I think that I will actually, gratefully, leave most of the details of the red-tape “fun” in my journal.  Suffice it to say that the curling up in a ball in mommy’s lap shaking with anxiety attacks, had degenerated into a more than once a day thing, and functioning skills were actually going backwards.  There are still a few loose ends that we have to tidy up this summer – BUT WE MADE IT!    BREATHING,  AND SANITY INTACT!

At this point- I want to totally put a plug in for my personal anchors in the storm–And I would be very ungrateful if I didn’t mention some of the Good moments.

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Golden Scholar Awards

1- Kydee was super excited to be on the Principal’s Golden Scholar list for straight A’s.  She has really enjoyed the 9th grade, and is a true friend and source of fun for all her siblings.  She handles it all with a grace that she is not even aware of.

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End of year ice cream

2- Friends.  TeaRose has had the amazing blessing of being pulled into a great group of kids that hung together all the way thru jr High and High school.  They probably don’t know how instrumental they were in keeping T successful on a day to day basis, but they were- and I send a prayer of thanks for them.  Some of them even invited T to the Comicon at the end of May.  I went the first day, and took Kydee.  She and I geeked out on science, while T went off with her friends.  In fact I sent T on her own with her friends the next day.  It is a huge blessing to know I can trust those who she is with enough to be totally relaxed.

3-My Father in Heaven, and the Priesthood.  I don’t know how many days I would have stopped breathing if I couldn’t have had access to the love of Him who asked me to take on this mortal assignment.

4- I read an article once that talked about a spiritual 72 hour kit; or in other words, writing down good moment and spiritual feelings during good days, to be able to go back and read on bad days when your too tired or overloaded to get past the blackness.  That is also what has been one of my major survival tools.  This blog and my journal are my well of faith, to draw up buckets of “I remember that” when my day is too heavy to think at the time.  I go back and re-read other years where I have pulled thru and gained the tiny victories of the day.  It helps.  A lot.

5- Service.  This year has been hard to keep this up, as the daily grind has drained away my health and emotional reserves– but it is a life-vest that I fight to keep hold of.  The act of thinking about someone else’s needs instead of your own for a moment in time is amazingly good for the soul- it elevates and gives perspective, not even counting the blessings down the road.  And I did find a few things to do.  IMG_2255This spring, I spent a week doing a huge painting.  I also started working on a book… I’ll tell you about it sometime.  Then after school got out, I had the privilege of hauling my family cross-country with me to install the huge mural that I painted, to brighten the wall of a friend’s young son.  That little boy is also a special needs warrior, and the day was a HUGE win for me and my family.

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art all wrapped for travel

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the Hanging Event- with help from my awesome boys.

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And hubby – playing for the camera, just for me.

6- Family.  I am so grateful for my those treasured great souls who rally around me when I am in need.  And that brings me to the rest of our first week of Summer.  As we drove down the California coast to meet my sister’s family at SanDiego.IMG_2425 Something good about spending time with people who have a true interest in your life and how you’re doing.

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Then off we went for the real Highlight event.  It really hurt Me and my sweet TeaRose that the school wouldn’t let her walk the stage with her friends at graduation (she still has an online class to finish to get the “required credits” done- did I mention the catch 22 red-tape).  So my own personal make-a-wish foundation (ie- my family) all got together to really help TeaRose feel like she had accomplished a major thing in getting thru 12th grade with such a mountain to climb.  And we took her and her cousin the same age, and gave them a swim with the Dolphins.  🙂  They both deserved it so much!

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how do I pick just one photo?!

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It was good, even tho we had one with a migraine, and one with a massive sunburn.  We even had the blessing of an awesome extra stop at the “Medieval Inn” with our huge extended family.  But you know, there is only so much fun that a family full of Autism spectrum peeps can have in a short amount of time; and we all piled into the van just in time, as I could see the meltdowns beginning to build.  (Everyone needed to recover for a week.)  But I am very grateful.  Grateful for my folks who care so much.  Grateful for my Hubby who put all his own asd stresses aside to be my wonderful knight in shiny armor.  Grateful to my kids who still let me drag them around on my adventures; and who try really hard to make me happy in return.

So now, even tho the load is still there and not finished, and even tho we are now back into the 115 degree summer weather,  I am also very grateful that the good parts are bigger than the struggle.  Gonna keep watching for those good moments for my journal.  Hope you do too.

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