Sometimes I lay in bed before getting up with the kids and ask myself if I can possibly handle another day. I'll admit with some regret that I have to search for a purpose for getting up. Somewhere inside myself I find the strength to face another day with autism.
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Tuesday, July 17, 2007
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Hugs to you for all you have to endure. Speaking as a mom who feels exactly the same way every morning, its amazing how we can endure as much as we do, but that is what love for our children enables us.
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