Down the Rabbit Hole

When we learned of autism we suddenly seemed propelled on a rollercoaster rocket ride into a land that we never even considered. Perhaps, it’s how Alice felt when she fell down the rabbit hole.
It’s funny now how something so obvious we didn’t see until the time of Ruby‘s autism diagnosis.

It has taken some huge learning curves to adapt to our new environment. Weighted vests, picture exchange and things like finding out the that “up “ isn’t “up”. Even manoeuvring the politics within autism. Politics you say? Yeah that‘s likely another post.

The hardest part is negotiating both worlds at the same time neither seems to adapt to the other very well and I'm the gatekeeper often overpowered by some sort vacuum vortex that attempts to suck you in or blow you out of the way.

I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle! ~Alice in Wonderland