Most of the time, I hate this autism. It has rattled and aged me. I’ve shed so many tears over it, and I’m still here on this endless journey.
Beyond the frustrations and the tears, the tantrums and the sleepless nights. The struggles, the fears, the failures and the fights.
I’m here today a strong autism mama. ready for whatever they do or say. Carving a place in this world for my kids, helping them find their way.
And even when the day is rough, and I need a place to hide. I’m reminded of my blessings, I will never leave their side.
When he is sad, so am I. When she cries I feel her pain. I have one heart but two more in her and him, connected by life’s chain.
When they are away, I do my best to relax, to replenish my soul. Knowing the chaos that lies ahead, the parts that make our house whole.
For every scream there is a smile, for every cry, a laugh. Some days we move forward, others we take a step back.
The sky may be dark sometimes, but I’m never ever done. The sun always rises. So I wait for it to come.
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