After having this blog private for the past 4 years I've decided to make it public again and what better day than today April 1st the 1st day of Autism Awareness month. I'm going to do a bit of a different format to the posts this time. I'm thinking some letters to Mav, Autism info for you, daily happenings in Mav's world,of course there will be photos, and all things Mav. A lot has changed in the last 4 years but we'll slowly working into all that. Let's get started. Today is a letter day.
Dear Mav,
There are not enough words in the languages of the world to express how much I love you, how you've changed our lives, or how grateful I am for you. You amaze me, drive me crazy, love me unconditionally(most of the time), you make me smile and laugh, worry and cry.
Last night spending 2 hours "washing dishes" with you brought me so much happiness. Thank you for sitting there jabbering, splashing, and just being. Some may think I'm crazy to thank you for a moment like that but those little moments are awesome because lately they have been few and far between.You'd rather have your space and do your thing which makes you happy and I'm ok with that because I'd rather you be happy upset or melting down. It was wonderful to see you smiling and having a grand ol time with something as simple and boring as washing dishes with mom. I have to admit I did take my time scrubbing those knifes and forks just so I could look over at you and be in the moment watching you. I miss so much of the time when you needed me, you were always momma's and always will be but as you grow older and independent things have changed and I'm glad on one hand but still wish it was me and that little Mav hugging the turtle and not letting me go. I promise to always be there ready for the hug or with a hand to wipe your tears whenever you need me.
Thanks for making me smile and telling me "have good day" this morning as you skipped off to the bus!
I love you, Dude!
xo Momma
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
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