Originally Posted by
basilandthyme
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My son was diagnosed with autism on Sept 11, 2001 - Australian time - which means we are a day ahead of you. The next morning I woke feeling like my life was in tatters - like all my dreams had been blown away. And I got up and turned on the TV and saw utter devastation in the US. And I realised how lucky I am to have my family safe and sound around me and that stuff could be a hell of a lot worse.
Sometimes, I still got a bit down as his behaviour issues caused havoc. But then I look at people so much worse off than I - and I give myself a kick up the ass and get on with life.
Yes, I do have to option of being cynical and hating everyone and possess a "why me?" attitude. But to do this would only be to drag myself down and now allow myself happiness.