Yes, another successful morning....successful because all my children went off to school with few hiccups. I don't remember there being this much drama about going to school when I was growing up. Maybe my brain has chosen to suppress such memories.
I am sure what happens in my house is somewhat typical of what goes on in many homes in the morning. However, my heart is wrenched almost every morning. My son, who has autism, sends me through the wringer. He would much rather stay at home with his momma! And does he know how to work me over. There is protesting...."Don't send me back to school!" and all sorts of excuses. I have to take a deep breath, say a prayer and remind myself that it is good for him to be at school. Good for him to be in an environment where he has to engage in social situations, to be challenged by other people outside his family. Remind myself that this is benefitting him for life....to learn to be independent and social! Oh but how I wish to wrap him up in my arms and protect him and make life easy for him....both our hearts and souls will be calmer. But life is not easy and warm and cuddly. We must preserve. One day at a time....and my heart will survive. It will. When he jumps off the bus and says, "I'm home!"...my heart can rest and rejuvenate back to its normal state. Until the next morning...
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