Shift

Sometimes life throws you a curve ball, and you can either run away from it or catch it with both hands and play on.

I choose to play on.

There will be some changes.


I turned off the stat meters for this blog not long ago. I'd been suckered into believing that the numbers mean something. They don't. I don't write to compete with anyone else, I write because I have to. So apologies PR people who *need* those numbers. What you see is what you get, and either you like it or you don't. And either way is fine.

I am going to work in my garden more.

I am going to play with my children more.

I am going to read books and sit in the sun painting my nails.

I am going to focus on what I love and not what I think someone else may love. If that means this space is all about living with autism and running for a while then so be it. My life is my experience alone, and it is of value for exactly that reason.


I received a couple of emails recently from mothers who have children newly diagnosed on the autism spectrum. I know their pain, and their fear, and their hope.

They said that they had found my blog via friends, and that they had found comfort and support here.

They helped me find my words again, and I am grateful for that.

More importantly I am grateful for the reminder that I am valuable, at a time when I felt anything but.


Maybe I will post nearly every day. Maybe once a week or less. There are changes afoot that will be revealed shortly, and hard decisions have been made.

But they have been made with high hopes and good intentions.


I hope you'll turn this corner with me. Your comments and friendships are where the true value in this blog lie, and I am thankful for them.