It goes, so you pack for a trip to Italy. You plan. You board the plane and then found out upon landing that you are in Holland. It's not that Holland is bad. It's just not Italy. You enjoy it but keep thinking about Italy.
I thought I got Italy.
I did but now I'm in Holland.
I have two wonderful sons. An AMAZING husband. My second son, is what parents dream about, smart, handsome, and weary-free. My first, wonderful too but Holland. He's funny, smart, and a puzzle. He has been diagnosed with ADHD, Dyslexia and now maybe Asperger's. What labels! How do you define a life when it has been defined by labels?
So a follow up to this post: No Aspergers. Since these are spectrum conditions I know there are times that techniques for Aspergers can be used to help. Then again, aren't alot of techniques helpful for anyone. Couldn't we all be slow to judge and quick to listen?
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