1. Kathy at Kissing the Frog
    July 25, 2016 @ 11:21 am

    Love that you got an I love you! I go through the same feelings when deciding to let my Jack go over to a “friend’s” house in the neighborhood. Is he having appropriate conversations? Is he being polite? Is he not overstaying his welcome? At first, no one was ever home when he went knocking on doors (I know, right?). Now he has found a couple kids that always answer the door. It’s a relief, and yes, a reprieve. 🙂


  2. Carol Bruce
    July 25, 2016 @ 11:44 am

    If we only had that crystal ball! Bet you’re glad you got him that iPod!


  3. Beth
    July 25, 2016 @ 11:48 am

    Such a beautiful post!! I hope he had a great time camping.


  4. adoberoseblog
    July 25, 2016 @ 12:26 pm



  5. Lisa Warndorf
    July 25, 2016 @ 12:51 pm

    I love your posts so much – I hope you never stop writing them. I look forward to seeing them in my inbox every Monday. I hope Jack had a great time!


  6. K Smith
    July 25, 2016 @ 1:39 pm



  7. Jan
    July 25, 2016 @ 3:09 pm

    I can so closely identify with just about everything that you write Carrie… My guy just turned 20 and has come a long way since graduating from BHS last year.. if you ever want to talk about middle school etc get in touch.. God bless.


  8. andieq1950Maria Andrea Quintanilla
    July 25, 2016 @ 3:10 pm

    Carrie, thank you for writing such emotional, beautiful posts. I look forward to them every Monday and then I go back and re-read them during the week. They help me to understand my 11 year old grandson, who has autism. You are so honest and so brave!!


  9. Maryanne
    July 25, 2016 @ 3:54 pm

    Carrie, good job! Thanks for sharing again and again. We love you and your jack a boo and all your family.


  10. Beth Brown Johnson
    July 25, 2016 @ 11:06 pm

    Just incredible timing………today my Travis went to sleep away camp for the first time ever. He’s there Monday through Friday. He’s 15, but you know developmentally………he’s like a 10 year old. I keep wondering what he’s doing……how is he managing……is he speaking to the other campers or just grumbling and keeping to himself? I know it’s best to keep pushing him to step out of his comfort zone, but not being able to watch over him feels so wrong. I wish I could get a text that says “I love you”, but they aren’t allowed to have electronics. So I just wait and worry and wonder.


  11. lily cedar
    July 26, 2016 @ 7:47 am



  12. Jill Hawkins
    July 27, 2016 @ 1:33 am

    Beautiful. I love your posts. I’m familiar with that crazy talk with myself!


  13. Anna McCullough
    July 27, 2016 @ 7:54 pm

    I love reading your posts. My guy is 12, so I identify with much of what you write.


  14. J Anderson
    July 27, 2016 @ 8:51 pm

    Every Monday I wait to read your posts. They always make me smile, look at life differently, and love my 17 yr old grandson with autism to the moon and back. Many times baby steps lead into one great leap. Jack, I love you,keep on reaching for the stars and Mom keep looking up for that rainbow after the storm. Thank-you once more for sharing.


  15. Jennifer Gerard
    July 30, 2016 @ 10:11 am

    You make me look at my 14 year old son differently!! Instead of the feelings I have about his struggles with Autism/Asperbers….which are negative, and, I feel like the spotlight is always on him in a negative way, I’m slowly changing my thinking…..my son’s struggles do not define HIM. He is high functioning, and, I need to be grateful for that ! My son is a loving, caring, intelligent boy!

    We will work towards focusing on his gifts!!!

    I owe this to you Carrie…..thank you!!!

    I am so happy you got ILOVE YOU from your son!


  16. Gail Aubertin Brunt
    August 10, 2016 @ 12:57 pm

    Carrie, make sure you get those breaks! Especially as he gets older and more intense… I didn’t do a good job of “taking care of the caregiver” and when she was 15, I was burned out. We were burned out. I sent her into residential care, which was a good thing for the rest of the family, but it was horrible for her and we are still dealing with the ramifications of that decision, 4 years later. Such a hard road, this one. For them. How do we answer that cry of “I just want to be like the other kids! Why am I like this?”


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