Autism: Surviving and Thriving

Fourteen years ago my youngest 3 boys were diagnosed with autism within a 9 month span. Devastation and grieving followed. Doctors gave me little or no hope, but they didn't know me very well. I refused to believe that my boys were doomed.

My boys are now young men, adults with autism. They are thriving, but every day presents its turmoil and challenges.

My family: husband Mike, sons Ryan 23 yr, Nicholas 21 yr, and Cameron 18 yr. (Ryan and Nick have autism; Cam has recovered from autism.) Our oldest sons, Michael 34 yr and Stuart 25 yr, moved out of the house. Ryan has also moved out, and is still working towards complete independence.

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Tumor Is Benign--Again--Yea!


Surgery went well--for the second time.  Tumor was benign.  Deja vu, but this was no illusion.  I will have two scars to prove that fact; they almost make a lightning bolt.  The question now is how to move forward.

All my boys are aware of my predicament--trying to reduce stress, and occasionally they try to make life easier, lighter, or happier in some way.  For example, we grind our own grain to make our own sourdough bread.  I found this smile in the flour, courtesy of Ryan.

I cherish these silly moments!   


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