I’m usually pretty chill about publishing stuff here, but I was a little freaked out about my last post. Usually I write, revise, edit, reread, and publish, all in short order. That last post stayed in my drafts folder for quite a while as I tried to find the right words.
Late last night, I clicked publish, pushed the link out on Facebook and Twitter and went to bed before feedback could come back in. I was nervous. But you guys were so great to me. Thank you.
I feel like I’m always saying that to you guys. You all are so good to me. I appreciate you so much.
I read every comment, email, Facebook message, and tweet at least twice, from both some of my oldest friends and from some people who are new to me as of today—and many folks in between. I love you/it is a pleasure to meet you and thank you so much for your support. I haven’t had a chance to respond to all of you, but I will. Until I do, you should know that every word you wrote to me was meaningful.
I seems a little gauche to thank you and then advertise a link, but as long as I have you here, I might as well send you over to Autism Unexpected, where I wrote about taking Jack to his school’s end-of-the-year carnival. Just don’t look too much at the photo that accompanies it. I didn’t choose that photo and, in fact, it kind of stresses me out to look at it. Just scroll right down to the words.
I’ll probably write more often over there now considering that I’m not writing my White Knuckle Parenting column anymore due to budgetary reasons. (Theirs, not mine.) They were lovely to me over there at the Wheaton Patch. I miss them.