Here we go.

Alrighty friends . . . Please whisper a prayer for safe travels as my son heads off on his first adventure, by himself. I am so proud of him, and nervous. Mostly proud. I remember how anxious I was when he took the city bus for the first time, I may have needed a Xanax when he hopped on the trolley by himself for the first time. Okay, the first several times. Today as he boards the plane, I may need two!

I know he is a man, almost 25 now, but this is monumental. It’s hard to even describe the well of emotions this stirs. I know some of you will relate on a level only a parent with an autistic child can relate, I know you understand the hugeness of what is happening today.

In this moment, I haven’t yet found the words to describe the magnitude of what is taking place, I’m not certain I’ll ever be able to accurately convey the depth of this occasion.

Whisper a prayer for me as well . . .

6 thoughts on “Here we go.

  1. Good luck to mommy! Im sure your son will do great, but mommy might need some meds 😉 I dont have any children with autism so I cant way that I relate, but I can imagine the significance of this inedpendance for him ! Which means he must have one great mom 🙂

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    • Thank you sweet April . . . personally, I think his momma kinda kicks ass :o) I have my Xanax on standby. This is good, scary, but good in the best of ways. There was a time I would have never thought this possible. He is amazing, my hero.

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  2. Good luck to your son, and to you. With two adult children in their 20s, I too am nervous whenever they are far away from me. They are fine, I’m the hot mess.

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