It is 6:30 a.m. & for a few blissful moments, there is silence. Gone are the tantrums, screaming, crying, moaning and whining from yesterday. Gone is the meltdown Nathan had, I had. We had a tough day yesterday. I know it is because school starts in 2 days & Nathan is just working through his transition. That doesn’t make it any easier.
Sometimes, for a brief moment I wonder what it would be like it autism hadn’t touched our lives. How different would it be and would I understand how fortunate I was? I think not. I suppose we are fortunate because Nathan is generally very high functioning. I remind myself, this could be worse. He talks. He walks. He sees. He hears. He uses a toilet independently. These are all milestones & while we wear the battle scars on our hearts, we have made them all.
The next phase is nearly upon us. We’re all stressed and worried about this new journey. How will the first day be? How will the first week, month, semester be? Will he make a friend? Will he learn? Will he run away? Will the school full accept and include him the way they have promised? Will he qualify for aide funding & get to keep the very experienced aide that has been hired for 6 weeks?
Only time will tell and I have never been much good at waiting.