I miss our talks. I miss your wisdom. I miss your acceptance. I wish you could have met my children. I know you would have loved them, and they would have loved you. I would have loved to get your point of view on the challenges I have faced in the last few years, and the ones I continue to face as a mother. There are days when I still feel your presence, and I miss you.
We only had a couple of years together but I am so glad you met my children, and they remember you. It meant so much to me that you kissed them on the forehead every time you said goodbye, the same way you did to me in the hospital. I am still amazed at the coincidences in our story, and am so glad I was able to get to know you.
I’ll admit it, I’ve had a tough time with the letters I was supposed to write for Days 9 and 10. Day 09 – Someone you wish you could meet – I haven’t been able to think of who this might be…and I’ve been contemplating it for more than a month!
Same goes for Day 10 – Someone you don’t talk to as often as you’d like. If there’s someone in my life I feel I don’t talk to often, I either send them an email or give them a call. There are dear friends I wish I saw in person more often, because of our chemistry and/or the fun we have when we are together, but again, if I start feeling I haven’t seen them in a while, I try everything I can to get together again.
I don’t think I really have a favourite internet friend. I have chatted with some amazing people, and have “met” some wonderful fellow Autism parents through my “Autism Stories” series. I also feel very connected to everyone following #YouMightBeAnAutismParentIf hashtag on Twitter. It’s great to know that, no matter what time of day, I can connect with other parents of kids with Autism.
I have also met a couple of people from Twitter in real life, and I feel so blessed to have met them. It continues to amaze me how social media has really changed how we connect with one another.
You think you are the “victim” in all of your relationships: with your parents, your siblings, all 3 of your ex-wives, etc. You believe that your life is the song “My heart will go on” because your heart has been broken so many times and yet you claim to still believe in love.
When things are good in a relationship with you, they are great; when things are bad, they are beyond horrible. What you don’t understand is that you become a tsunami. What about the hearts you break? What about the wake you leave behind you? What about the destruction you leave in our lives?
I believed all the stories you told me, and now I see the similarities in your relationships, both the good parts and the ends. You claim to have “snapped”, and yet you have “snapped” at the end of two of your three marriages – I wonder about the first. I feel bad for your newest partner and her children as I hope they will not be hurt the same way your children have been hurt by your actions, and non-actions. You seem to be repeating the same patterns over and over and over again, while thinking you are embracing change, that you have learned from your mistakes, that you are empowered, and not repeating the patterns of your childhood. I don’t see change. I see all the same patterns.
I will no longer allow you to have control over me, my life, my abilities, and my potential.
Whether or not you become a friend or remain as a stranger is dependent upon you and your acceptance levels. My kids and I have a very full life, filled with friends, family, love and respect. I will not tolerate someone in our circle who is not accepting of Autism. If you want to get to know us and be part of our life, then you will learn about Autism, whether online, at the library, or ask me questions. I never expect someone who has no experience with Autism to understand, but I really appreciate questions. I will answer anything and no question is dumb. I take every opportunity possible to educate and increase knowledge about Autism.
I don’t hold grudges towards people who choose to remain as strangers. If you are willing to accept and learn…we’re crazy (the good kind), happy and loveable, so welcome to our circle!
I know I give you a hard time…you’ll always be my “little brother”, even though you’re much taller than me. As such, I will always be protective of you and your decisions…that’s the card you chose by being my little bro. I wish I saw you more often, but at least we have phone, email and Facebook.
Your big “little’ sis
I don’t really do crushes. Not sure why, but I do find some celebrities hot, and have already listed them in another meme here. Besides, if I were to send a letter to any of them, it wouldn’t be one that would include “appropriate content” so I’m just going to pass on sharing an actual letter with you.
Having said that, I might as well throw in a bit of Ryan Reynolds too…just because I can…
Who are your crushes?
I have been blessed with some amazing friends, all of whom have stood by me, in good times and in bad. At different times in my life, I have had different “best friends”, and have been able to cull out people I thought were “best friends” when, as it turned out, they were only there for the good times. So, for my 3 closest friends, here goes:
We live far apart from eachother, and only see eachother every 7 years or so (grrr!), but I know you are always there, and I’m always there for you (as your conscience and reality check…tee hee!). Who knew that our (then) boyfriends abandoning us in town while they went skiing, would lead to a lifelong connection? We’ve seen eachother through relationships, jobs, high points and low points. You’re my sister from another mother.
Just before and after my marriage split, I don’t know what I would have done without your support, encouragement and wisdom. Your daily phone calls were what helped me continue to be a great mother during a very hard time. I hope that I wasn’t too much of an emotional drain on you. I only hope to return the favour of supporting you even half as much as you have supported me over the past few years – although, I hope to NEVER have to call the police on your behalf…but I will if I need to.
You know I don’t do “sappy” (even though I have moments of being “girlie”) but you are the person I turn to with good news, silly news, dull and boring details, frustrating situations, and especially the hard news. Neither of us knew where “we” were going, especially with my impending move out of town, but we’re good with where we are, and that’s all that matters. You’re a good man, and one whom I can rely on to always have your Spidey-sense tingling. Thank goodness for our “My 5” phone plan! LOL!