Thursday’s Laughter
Our autism journey
Owen got into bed with me, fell asleep quickly, but would wake in hysterical laughter. He did this multiple times. I often wonder does he dream at night, what does he see, I wish he could translate it for me. I hear the words, I see the connections he is making, and I crave more. I know how important the words are to both of us. It’s hard to write about how important they are. The edge of tears because the more he can say, the more he can understand, the safer he is. I need him to understand why mommy tells him he can’t do something. I need him to understand what is out there. I need him to understand that I do this out of love and that me telling him no shouldn’t cause him so much frustration or meltdowns. I know it is coming, and I’m so thankful for how far he has come, I long for the day that he can tell me about his dreams. Life is not always simple. Make today matter. Find what inspires you, makes you happy and go for it. Smiles to all and donut daze!
