Once Upon a Time…
Once upon a time, there was a girl who despite all her abilities could not make sense of the people around her. She was hopelessly lost until she made the one friend who stood by her side from grade school through high school. When they parted, the girl, now a young woman, was hopelessly lost again.
She went to college, but she failed to do daily things, like eat, or laundry, and even most of the time homework. She suffered a lot, from stress that caused great migraines and bouts of sleeping. She met people she finally understood, but by that point it was too late and there was little she could do to regain her stepping.
She found herself pregnant, homeless and in a bad relationship. She gave up on finding her footing and moved back with her parents who were also hopelessly lost.
She met a man half the country away. This man fell in love with this now pregnant young woman who had failed in her relationship, in her studies and generally at life. He woo’d her, despite the fact that she didn’t know he did. And when all else failed, told her of his love for her.
After meeting for the first time, in person, only weeks before this young woman gave birth to her son, they both knew they wanted to see if they could have a life together. That man moved half a country away to be with this woman and her son. But soon he lost his own way, unable to find work, he decided to move back home, and so risking all, the woman moved back with him.
Now nearly 8 years later, this mother to two, this Autistic person, knows that sometimes in life you must risk things to gain so much more. But that does not mean things have been easy.
This week, my husband and I celebrate our 7th wedding anniversary. If it weren’t for him, I doubt I would have ever found my way. And I thank him deeply for all he has done for me and our children.