Aren’t You Glad I Was Not Home

So if you live in our state of Florida you know how chaotic life has been for us over the past month. Just when we begin to breathe again-another hurricane heads straight toward us. It has been beyond overwhelming and I think I speak for most when I say we are plain ole fatigued.

I hate to admit it but I stayed for Hurricane Helene and it was insane!!!After much time and reflection, the only reason I BELIEVE I stayed is because I was not worried about our Autistic daughter. Don’t get me wrong- each year I am definitely one of the Floridians trying to figure out how to flee but this year I simply did not feel the same pressure.

We did leave for Milton but unfortunately had other challenges. When we called our daughter to confirm her understanding and safety her response was quite blunt, “Aren’t You Glad I Was Not Home”. In truth I was but her intonation suggested that she was not emphatic to those she left behind. I suddenly had an “AHA” reminder about Autism Spectrum Disorder. I am clear our daughter was happy our family was ok. I am also quite clear she was happy she did not have to experience the storm.

She analyzes the world in black and white and sometimes we have to remind her there are so many colors in between.

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Kimberly G. Jackson

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