Sunday solitude

The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son)

Sunday 3rd May

Our son is no longer with us: we grieve; we are sad; we cry daily; we don’t know how we will move on.

But he LIVED.

For thirty long years he was our child.

Asperger Syndrome meant he had many problems with social situations and communication.

He depended on us to organise his life.

He depended on us to keep him safe.

So we filled his time with much travel, different experiences, learning, and fun.

We gave him as much as we could.

He smiled. He laughed. He loved. He cared.

He was curious, he sought out new knowledge, he loved reading and researching the internet.

And we gave him so much love and affection, even though he could be very difficult and challenging at times.

But that is part of what made him unique.

Not only was he our son, but a friend and companion too.

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