DON'T QUIT! DON'T GIVE IN! YOU'RE AN OVERCOMER!
lyrics form "Overcomer" song by Mandisa
I just got home from taking Alec to a late-start at his school. All the way home, I was bawling my eyes out.
I can't even imagine what he is feeling.
Al's school is doing Basic Skills this week. He does not participate in the regular testing, so for the first two hours a few days this week, he starts his day later than usual.
Not so good for an autistic kid.
Any change in routine is disturbing, disrupting, and very hard for him to handle. A van normally picks his up in the morning, and Jenna thinks this is his transition time that helps him adjust from "home" life to "school" routine. With me taking him in the car, it allowed him time to panic and worry that something was out of whack. He goes to a wonderful school, has wonderful teachers and aides, and the rest of the kids just accept him as he is. But the fear of change was so overwhelming, he could not control his screaming and crying this morning. I watched him try and pull back into himself. He knew he was acting inappropriately, but he just couldn't stop.
So I am sad for him. But the reason I am mad, is because there shouldn't be such a thing as autism. Where did it come from? Years ago, there were so few cases. Now, it is 1 out of every 68 children born today that are on the austism spectrum. Almost everyone I talk to knows someone or has a relative that's been diagnosed with this horrible condition.
If you only realized the fears that a family has concerning what will happen to this loved one as we all get older. It's scares the hell out of us. There are so few good homes that are available to these people. Our "great" governor has closed several facilities just because he wanted to.(No discussion with our state lawmakers and no listening to what the people had to say). He said he had planned to have a few new facilities in place, but that never happened. One closed home was destroyed and is being turned into a multi-plex baseball field - - - all owned by a private party who bought the land for peanuts. Hmmmmm
Well, I think I am about done ranting and venting. I have stopped crying- - - for now. At the beginning of this post I put a few of the lyrics from "my" song that I have listened to since the beginning of my breast cancer journey.
It began to play on the car radio as I drove home today. It couldn't have come at a better time. I'm sure it was meant to be, reminding me that we will all be Overcomers. No matter what.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
lyrics form "Overcomer" song by Mandisa
I just got home from taking Alec to a late-start at his school. All the way home, I was bawling my eyes out.
I can't even imagine what he is feeling.
Al's school is doing Basic Skills this week. He does not participate in the regular testing, so for the first two hours a few days this week, he starts his day later than usual.
Not so good for an autistic kid.
Any change in routine is disturbing, disrupting, and very hard for him to handle. A van normally picks his up in the morning, and Jenna thinks this is his transition time that helps him adjust from "home" life to "school" routine. With me taking him in the car, it allowed him time to panic and worry that something was out of whack. He goes to a wonderful school, has wonderful teachers and aides, and the rest of the kids just accept him as he is. But the fear of change was so overwhelming, he could not control his screaming and crying this morning. I watched him try and pull back into himself. He knew he was acting inappropriately, but he just couldn't stop.
So I am sad for him. But the reason I am mad, is because there shouldn't be such a thing as autism. Where did it come from? Years ago, there were so few cases. Now, it is 1 out of every 68 children born today that are on the austism spectrum. Almost everyone I talk to knows someone or has a relative that's been diagnosed with this horrible condition.
If you only realized the fears that a family has concerning what will happen to this loved one as we all get older. It's scares the hell out of us. There are so few good homes that are available to these people. Our "great" governor has closed several facilities just because he wanted to.(No discussion with our state lawmakers and no listening to what the people had to say). He said he had planned to have a few new facilities in place, but that never happened. One closed home was destroyed and is being turned into a multi-plex baseball field - - - all owned by a private party who bought the land for peanuts. Hmmmmm
Well, I think I am about done ranting and venting. I have stopped crying- - - for now. At the beginning of this post I put a few of the lyrics from "my" song that I have listened to since the beginning of my breast cancer journey.
It began to play on the car radio as I drove home today. It couldn't have come at a better time. I'm sure it was meant to be, reminding me that we will all be Overcomers. No matter what.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
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