The other day I was talking to a complete stranger at my son’s summer camp’s bus stop. We chatted like old friends meeting after years. There is something that bonds us all together…the experiences, the pain, the joy and the lessons. There is so much to share.
We finally parted, promising a lunch date along with some spa time...knowing well, it was easier said than done.
On my way back, I thought… I was never the kind of person to just approach someone and start talking. I preferred the comfort of familiarity. And today, here I was, chatting with someone I had never met and feeling the most at ease about it. It got me thinking – my son’s diagnosis of autism has changed me as a person.
It was time I gave autism it's due.
I am strong and determined
I remember the days when I could never even say no, disagree or put up my point strongly - with conviction. I was mostly happy compromising so that everyone around me felt good.