I remember asking my sister if there was something wrong with me and people weren't telling me. This was around age 13. Now as the mom of two kiddos with autism, and more than a touch of the tisum myself, I completely understand why I felt that way. Love the coming up for air a different times analogy. Perfect resonance.
I so often feel like people have a handbook for living 'normally'. Maybe I was supposed to pick it up at the reception desk upon arrival but I missed it because I went straight to the colic room for fun and good times?
I am a floater. I bob. No sinking for this one. My buoyancy has kept me out of the muck. Super grateful for a built in life preserver.🛟
Thank you for this!
You are entirely welcome!
I remember asking my sister if there was something wrong with me and people weren't telling me. This was around age 13. Now as the mom of two kiddos with autism, and more than a touch of the tisum myself, I completely understand why I felt that way. Love the coming up for air a different times analogy. Perfect resonance.
I so often feel like people have a handbook for living 'normally'. Maybe I was supposed to pick it up at the reception desk upon arrival but I missed it because I went straight to the colic room for fun and good times?