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Holy Saturday
Actually, it seemed quite unholy for a while Continue reading
Not quite snowbound
mia_mcdavid and I were able to shovel out enough of the driveway yesterday morning to get our (smallish) cars out. Our local streets had already been plowed, so we could get around somewhat. We followed what has become our usual Sunday pattern: Pick up Tom at his group home, take him to church with us, then to our house for lunch. After that we relaxed at our place for a while, then took him home.
This worked OK, but the side streets around Tom’s home in Minneapolis had not been nearly as well plowed as those in Roseville, which added considerably to the driving stress there. After taking Tom back I needed a nap.
Mia went out to visit some friends in St. Paul. The side streets there were no better than those in Minneapolis. She made a very nice curried chicken dish for dinner, but we were both quite tired and were asleep before 10. Summary: We coped, but it was hard work.
Old memories and present reflections
My brief note last night concluded with a physics joke; perhaps my subconscious was looking ahead to the next day. Continue reading
Dinner with Tom
We try to see Tom, our severely autistic younger son, nearly every week. Usually we do this on Sunday. However, last weekend was too cold to take him out, and we are going to be very busy this coming weekend. So we took him out to dinner tonight. Continue reading
Ballastexistenz
Ballastexistenz is a blog by an autistic person. The title is explained in her about page. I found this via Monastic Musings, the author of which wrote
“I know that she has contributed to my understanding of what it means to be human in a way that no non-disabled person could.”
That is what being one of Tom’s parents has forced down my throat given me: A far greater understanding of what it is to be human, that I could not achieve otherwise. The experience has been, and still is, incredibly painful, but it has made me a better person, and for that I am grateful.
Saturday night and Sunday
I got away from work yesterday just in time to go home so I could join the rest of the family for a music party. This was a good time. Several of the other guests were Carleton graduates, although I was (by a wide margin) the Dean of the group.
Another day not as planned
Not quite as we planned the day
…but it worked out OK. Continue reading