Today? A steaming pile of poop. I did not like this day - it needs an "undo" button.
Tomorrow? Another obstacle course.
Beyond that: Is Rooster going to be okay? Can someone just reassure me?
Can someone tell me that even if tomorrow looks and stinks like today, that beyond that are brighter days?
You don't have to believe it; I just want you to make me believe it. Sometimes I do. Today was not that day.
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He's going to be okay. You have to believe it. But, yes, it is a lot of forward and back, up and down. I wish it wasn't, but it is.
Hang in there. And think about how far he's already come, how far YOU'VE already come. Hugs.
Today may suck. Tomorrow may be even worse.
But when you least expect it, one of those rare and wonderful days will appear out of the clear blue sky, and you'll remember what it's like.
xoxo
Hang in there. Tomorrow will be better. Even if it's only a little bit, it will be better. Power of positive thinking, keeps me going, through thick and thin, and I have had lots of both, believe me. sometimes it's just taking things in minutes at a time, and sometimes it's hours. It all adds up and gets you through the day. Hang in there.
Sending you a hug, it always helps me.
Sending lots of hugs and sunshine for those brighter days ahead.
Well, if someone had told me 3 years ago that my then 13 year old daughter would graduate from highschool this week, I would have laughed out loud. Still, here we are - autism or no autism, she managed to finish school.
Alright, on to the next stage.
Always keep faith that things can improve, because they so often do.
It must be poop week. Mine, located on the deck of our pool. Sadly, just so grateful not IN the pool.
I feel your pain... Summer is regression session, it always gets better in the fall. Hang in there!
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