The more years that pass, the harder it seems to be to maintain friendships let alone develop new ones. Our lives get busy when children come along and careers mature. When you have a child with Autism it becomes even more difficult. One or more therapist visits are a weekly occurrence. My "coffee club" consists of chatting with Connors preschool director after I drop him off in the morning. My sons therapists and I are pretty buddy-buddy and I am convinced we will be seeing the speech therapist until she retires. She has been working at her job now for 2 years. When I talk to the therapists, they know what I mean. When I asked them to join us on the Autism Walk, they were there. One of the therapists had just had her baby a few days before! They have moved their schedules around to accommodate Connor more times than I can count and have been such a gift to us! One good thing about Connors diagnosis is that I never would have met this wonderful, talented, dedicated group of women.
I now believe Connors preschool director, Paulette was sent by God to guide me and other parents like me through through this period in our lives. When I met Paulette, I had little to no idea which way to turn. She has helped me to help myself carve out the best path I possibly can to help my son reach his full potential. She also pointed out that I had choices. I could chose to do ABA therapy or any of the other thousands of therapies, etc. out there. The point was that I was doing something. She has done so much more above and beyond the call of duty than I could possibly even recall. I can say that she inspires me daily to see beyond my own situation and reach out to others because you really don't need to be an expert or have solutions or even vast amounts of time on your hands. Sometimes all you need to do is reach out to another parent and say "Yep, I hear ya."
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