One year on
It's a year ago.
365 days since that day.
One whole year on since our beautiful Batsman was diagnosed with autism.
I could go on and on about everything that has happened since that day, but not today.
In a way this blog is about the on and on and it's about the everything, our family adventure with autism.
But not today.
Today is for acknowledgement of a little boy who is nothing short of amazing.
He is gentle and kind and he loves his little brother to bits.
He is an enthusiastic and happy kinder person.
He is the most divine grandson.
To us, he is everything.
One year on. We're here for the marathon. It's not a sprint. We know that now. A year on, we have some very tough days but we are, for the most part, in a pretty good place. We're lucky.
365 days since that day.
One whole year on since our beautiful Batsman was diagnosed with autism.
I could go on and on about everything that has happened since that day, but not today.
In a way this blog is about the on and on and it's about the everything, our family adventure with autism.
But not today.
Today is for acknowledgement of a little boy who is nothing short of amazing.
He is gentle and kind and he loves his little brother to bits.
He is an enthusiastic and happy kinder person.
He is the most divine grandson.
To us, he is everything.
One year on. We're here for the marathon. It's not a sprint. We know that now. A year on, we have some very tough days but we are, for the most part, in a pretty good place. We're lucky.
Suz I should have known that was today. You've had such a big day already.
ReplyDeleteSending huge hugs. So proud of you and Charlie and all you've achieved so far.
xo
Must have been such a heart-wrenching year for you. You are a great mum and love your boys so much... that means so much. Thinking of you and love your photos. He looks so happy... esp in the last photo :) xoxo
ReplyDeleteGorgeous photos. One year is a big milestone, but you made it this far, you know you can do the marathon because of that special little guy xxx
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