I first fell in love with him while eating a banana in a USAF chow hall and then fell in love again 18 years later when he wasn't phased by all the medical equipment that filled my home. Our marriage is really, really good and we are more alike than what is probably healthy for our bedroom floor.
There are times when I wish that he had gotten the less damaged version of me but God knew what kind people we needed to be and when we needed to be so we could have this successful relationship. Yes, we sometimes drive each other crazy and that is how it should be. He is a good man trying hard to be an even better man which I believe is a rare thing in this day and age. I've been on the flip side and do not take that for granted. I am so grateful for the wonder and craziness that our life together is.
Now here is the non-beauty filter picture. hahahaha
I love this picture of Thayne. He was totally enthralled with this enormous wasp nest that is at least 12 feet of the ground in our magnolia tree. My father-in-law says there is an old wives tale about the higher up the harder the winter. We had no snow last year at all so I am wondering what this year will bring. I am hoping though that all the wasps are gone out of that huge nest. Yikes.
We just did low key things compared to past years. Thayne and Lydia hid small glass gems that they had painted and told our homeschool kids that the dragon had lost lots of scales and they were magical. The kids in our group had so much fun running around trying to find and collect all the 'dragon scales". It was a good day!
We found tiny persimmons and looked for honeysuckle. Then we noticed the old cars have been moved. Things are changing on the property and not just the color of the leaves. The old school bell that used to hang above the wooden garage is gone. The corporation is preparing the property for whatever is going to be its future.
This little bit of paradise has been our home for almost 7 years. I have lived here longer than I have lived in any house in my entire life. I am not sure that I can live in Southern Maryland and not live here. It will kind of break my heart.
When I was a late teen I had a little vision of this place. I saw the apple trees and red barn and knew that someday I would be here. When we found this rental property it felt perfect and it has been such an amazing magical place. It has been home in so many ways other than just the house.
Being on the spectrum is hard when you just want to be like the other boys. I failed because we have a family rule and because he expressed a small desire to go camping, I was thrilled and relented. I thought it would be such a great triumph if he could do this. I talked to him about facing fears and be brave. I should have said no. We have a family rule and Michael is not here to attend with him. I feel like I could have saved his heartache and spared him from all the anxiety the the entire week prior if I had just followed our rule. Being non-neuro typical comes with seeing the world in a whole different way. A unique and incredible gift. He makes me smile everyday. We approach daily living in a slower more observant way. Things take a little longer to bloom around our home, but it is still amazingly beautiful.
So after five kids I am still learning, still trying to do the right thing, and still failing. It is a process and I am still just trying to be the best mom I can be.
PS: Ignore the fourth of July decorations on the mantle. It is September I will change them eventually. Another Mom fail :)