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, January 5, 2014

Beach Days Of Christmas

Nick and Cam 
The remaining days of the Christmas season our family journeyed to the beach.

In January, the beaches are not crowded, yet the fun remains.  The boys run along the coast, and sometimes they swim.  Mike and I walk to the local pier, talking about anything and everything.  Our family gets a chance to relax and unwind.
Mike

The fog greeted us the first day, but the following days were sunny and brisk.  The apparel varied from jeans to shorts, pending if the sun decided to hang out.  The guys decided to go whale watching while I enjoyed some quiet time. Then we dared outside dining--complete with heaters.
Nick

We rarely plan the entire trip.  We like having down time, and the boys need practice with spontaneity--a difficult concept for teens with autism.  So as the whim of an idea catches us, we may do it.  Or not.  No matter what, the best time is the time on the beach.

Cam

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