Thankful for Support

My best friends' support when I'm in the middle of self imposed conflict, my husband's support when I'm navigating unchartered territory, the Sunday support of my pantyhose after too much Saturday night Sushi.

Once a month I surround myself with the support of strong, beautiful women. We come from different backgrounds, different religious beliefs, different home environments and yet we share a common thread that binds us together into one great force for good. Last night's subject: Perspective. We laughed, we shared, we lamented, we laughed some more. And then, because it is that "Thankful" time of year the conversation turned to gratitude and the blessings that come from raising a child with autism.

I listened in quiet reverence as each mother shared the good that has come to her. My eyes welled up to near overflowing before I quickly implemented my newfound "don't cry" skills. The spirit in the room was thick and powerful. The gratitude I felt was suffocating.

P e r s p e c t i v e

G r a t i t u d e

S u p p o r t