Coping

I have alot of bad days being in the chaotic life I live. I forget things by the handfuls in order to remember even more handfuls of things. I get grouchy, just like the rest of the world, and sometime I get down. I have a code for days like these, they are my "I Can't Cope Days". My close friends and family know that these words mean that something is not going right today, and please try to help out. Usually it turns things around, but sometimes, I have to wait until the house is silent in slumber before I can finally sit and laugh at the spilled drinks, crushed crackers, goofy looking temper tantrums and even the scrapes, bumps and bruises that I have incured.

It is also at this time that I can reflect on the gifts that I have recieved by being the wife and mother of autistics. I then realize that I would not trade spots with anyone, for anything.

~ Kaida ~