And now that I've got a good opening line, I'm not sure where to start. It's been another interesting month around here, and since I've once again drifted away into the midst of fogs we know collectively as LIFE, it's sometimes easy to lose my footing when I actually try to use words.
I blame that above paragraph on the fact that I am currently reading House of Leaves. I didn't believe it at first, but they're right. It does get in your brain. Such an incredible writer.
Anyway, back to the interesting month. Our oldest has officially been seen by the professionals and duly categorized with Aspergers, high functioning mind you. He continues to do fine at school, and really, in most situations, but this new diagnosis really is helping a lot of things make a lot more sense. It's too many nuances to explain on a blog, but let me just say that it's a relief and a bit of a grief to learn. Mike and I just want him to be okay. We don't want him to struggle, but life is a struggle sometimes. Just the way of it I guess.
The biggest relief has been that he is our same Adam. This is something that there is a lot of research about, something that is becoming better understood. Ironically, I've always felt a special bond with Adam because it didn't take a lot of guess work for me to know what it was that was going on in his mind. Didn't make it less irritating, to know why he embraces irrationality at times, but I've never not understood him. Poor kid is more like his mother than is healthy perhaps. But, we have our health and we have our scattered little neurons mostly intact, so on we go.
Hopefully, my next posts will be more coherent. Here's to hope, as always!
