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Saturday Evening Post

This is where I wrap it up into a not so neat little package. A lot is weighing on my mind right now, and it seems that if I do not get it out I may lose what's left of my mind. Sit back and enjoy the ride with me.

We are a household of two now, and we're learning how to work together to get everything done. It is not that we are lazy, but we do enjoy putting things on the back burner to have fun. 

You see my household for those of you that do not know consists of just me and my autistic eight year old daughter.  Shorty is the term of affection that I and those closest to me use for her. The rest of the word calls her by her given name. 

There is a reason she is known as Shorty. You see for the longest time she was shorter than all the other children her age causing people to mistake her for much younger than her years. It stuck, and now she answers to it. 

We have come a long way in her eight years. There were times when I felt as though I was alone in achieving her progress even though I had a team of therapists that would go to the ends of the Earth to help her. I did not have true support outside of the therapist office. The only ones that understood were those with autistic children, my family was not among those that understood.

Every decision was questioned, and not in a good way but more in a way to attempt to make me feel guilty for making it.  I was upset at first but then I realized they weren't living it. It was our life, and we would manage as best we could.

We're still standing and Shorty is continually making progress. I still worry about her but I see more glimmers of hope than ever before as we stumble through this life together.

Until next time, I will stand autism strong and proud of it.
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