Ben wanted to go out to get something to eat for breakfast. With his being nonverbal and talking to me more so by putting on his boots and giving me shoes, I cannot be certain Dunkin Donuts was his wish, but I know he likes donuts and it is a place we go thru its drive thru frequently on weekends. So, after some blog looking and reading, we went. I do not keep my camera handy at all times and if I could, I would have a sweet pic. Ben had his coat on with his hood up (done independently) and he came to me. I handed him his hat and told him to put it on. In all the spirit of autism, I did not see his process, but when I looked next, he had his hat perched on top of his hood! He looked so sweet! I was laughing and telling Phil about it while I was on the phone with Phil. It is sweet to those that live this life and understand.
My time has been so filled with building a life post divorce, getting a foundation of increasing joy and health for all 3 of my kids, recovering from many hard years, fighting the path to Ben's hope with autism and the girls being teens. I crave friends, I crave pockets of simple joys. The idea of knitting friends appeals to me on a deep level. I remember a few years back, a vision, of Kayla knitting with peer girl scouts and the leaders at the lovely home of one leader, with her Christmas tree decorated, music playing. I want some of that in my house mixed with what is our life, including autism. How do I find the people? I tried the co-worker route .... it seems traveling here to Carlisle is more than they want to do.
I read these numerous blogs I come upon from Juniper Moon Farm and I love the ladies and what they think about and write about and the small ways they find to have simple domesticity in their lives. God, please send it to me or help me walk toward it, please. I need to be nourished and held up and laugh and cry and care in this way.
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