Estée KlarThe Joy of Autism

What is it about spring that makes us want to throw off our shoes and dance in the grass, okay, even if it’s a little wet. In our new home, unlike our former home, the children are out and about in this neighbourhood and it reminds me of my own childhood days. I remember the spring and the first crocus blooming — the promise that summer is around the corner.

So as it happens, I don’t want to write much and I don’t want to work. We Canadians are already enjoying an early patio season whenever any opportunity presents itself. The blackness makes us yearn for the light. I too want to be basking in the sunshine, for I finally can. I can finally enjoy it after a momentous yet prolific darkness. I am taking my dance classes, my Buddhist meditation classes and have my writing assignments in front of me. Every Wednesday evening, Adam and I have developed a new ritual of taking a very long walk where-ever he wants to go and then we had out for pizza at a nearby restaurant just footsteps from our new home.

It is our way of learning our new path…and basking in the moment. Sometimes a girl (and her little boy) just has to get out there. Even we parents with special needs children are allowed.

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