Filed Under (Adam, Family, Joy) by Estee on 31-12-2009


I am moonstruck in Miami. I kid you not that while this is an Internet image I’ve just found, it just about looks what I saw this evening rising at sunset. My dad, the photographer, got some real shots of it which I may post tomorrow.

It’s a quiet New Year’s for Adam and I, my parents having spent the last week with us here. Yet it’s been really lovely. A year of significant change has settled gently now in the warm arms of family. _DX02606 After we’ve run along the beach,had our haircuts with our favorite girl, swum endless hours in the pool and broken bread together, we have snuggled in our beds… contented.

Adam needed to end his year just like this after being so wrung before he left for Florida. He spent time here first with his dad, and now, of course with his mom. And while we have become a family of a different sort this past year, Adam, I believe, has still found it full of love.

It is well before midnight and Adam went to sleep about an hour ago simply exhausted from sun and sand. We will not watch the crystal ball drop but we have watched the rare Blue Moon rise in the sky tonight — the moon that will only come out in another 19 years. I can barely imagine what life will be like 19 years from now.

A year ago we were in a tougher place as I struggled with separation among Mayan temples during a trip to Mexico. But as I listen to the ocean one last evening before our flight home tomorrow with Adam sleeping beside me as I write this, and take one last peek at that magnificent moon, I can’t help but notice how much difference a year can make. The year 2010 is going to be a good year — I can feel it.

Thanks to everyone who made their comments, who sent me emails and those who stay in touch in all the other ways we can stay in touch these days. I’ve appreciated it. I wish everyone a happy and healthy new year!


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I’m a PhD candidate at York University, Critical Disability Studies, with a multi-disciplinary background in the arts as a curator and writer. I am the Founder of The Autism Acceptance Project (, and an enamoured mother of my only son who lives with the autism label. I like to write about our journey, critical issues regarding autism in the area of human rights, law, and social justice, as well as reflexive practices in (auto)ethnographic writing about autism.