This blog is called Let's Go because we have no choice. There's a kid with autism, he happens to belong to us, and we have to keep on going. Initially I thought of blogging out of despair. To connect. To seek others' despair, and find solace in comraderie. Not anymore. Nope. No ma'am. Let's Go is now hopeful, and humorous. Hey, how else will we survive?
Let's Go.
My son is 14. He has autism. He is verbal, sweet, and very very tall. I also have 3 daughters. They were, each in their turn, embarrassed by him, and now enamored of him. My husband and I both have special education backgrounds, he is retired and I continue to work. Yeah, he is the old guy, and I'm the sweet young thing. He was a preschool special ed teacher, and I am a speech tx. I also work with kids with autism. I like it!
So I live with autism, and I work with autism. So far, so good. No burn outs, but when I develop an attitude, a glass of wine helps. I work with some very dedicated people, and some terrific families. I live in a community with a rising autism population. I am just following my calling.
I couldn't do what I do without believing in God. Otherwise, what sense would all of this make? Not much. But here we are, so let's get on with it.
I'm not the most consistant blogger. There's a lot going on here in my house. Bear with me...I'll ask for your help, and maybe (hopefully) my words will make sense to you.
