Well here we are, mother and son enjoying some quiet cottage days before the hectic pace of September. There’s something to be said for spending quiet times of doing little else than reading, walking, painting, boating, swimming, eating and just being together. This surely would have been something I would have been afraid of doing in the “early autism” years, worried that Adam might not get his “therapy” fill. But the wind, the fresh air are therapy enough for an otherwise hurried life. I’ve always loved to travel and to experience new things, and while I’ve pulled back a bit since Adam’s birth, I also keep trying to take him places. Even if he can get a little anxious, I know he also loves the experience once he is able to adjust and settle down.
Adam wasn’t used to this new and rented place. Like many autistic people, adjusting to new places can be very difficult. It took Adam about three days to get comfortable here. And thankfully, I had the resolve to hang in there with him, to hold him, to tell him it was going to be okay, and to let him do what he had to do. Being a parent of an autistic person is also knowing that it will take a few days for the child to adjust. It’s knowing when to hold back, and how to help them along without pushing too hard. It’s about being very very patient. So, while it started with a lot of tears, you can see here we are now having the summer of our lives.
Cheers to the final lazy days of summer.