What I just realized is that five years has just passed since Sebastian was first diagnosed with autism. It has been five years when my emotions were mostly negative. Fear, grief, powerlessness, despair, anger, worry, tension, frustration, fillings of guilt, regret, and inadequacy and even hopelessness at moments. I was doing my best, I have never done enough.
We survived. I have changed. I look much older. I have to use glasses now. My experiences made me into much more compassionate person. I am also getting a bit paranoid - quite opposite my easy-going nature, well, may be that is the post-traumatic stress disorder kicking in. Besides, as my friend says a little bit of paranoia never killed anybody. I am not sure if the idea can be scientifically proved ;-)
So my intention is this: I would like to wrap it all up, and put it behind, and never even look there. Now it is time for delight, exuberance, and glory - the quiet kind.
I am very grateful for the people we have met on our way. They gave us a lot when we were not able to give back. And we kept taking. I hope one day we will be able to give back. Tenfold.
Today I am grateful and hopeful. And lucky.
That is my decision.