Usually every year at this time of year I get depressed. The boys birthday seems to be the trigger. The what might of beens used to pop up alot! But this year it's quite the opposite, I'm rather excited for the boys futures plus I think I've finally over the past 2 years accepted the boys autism and have stopped trying to cure them! We still strive to be our best but we are not striving to be the so called "normal" anymore!
I accept that Daniel will probably never be "normal," but I never stop fighting so that he'll have a wonderful quality of life when he grows up. It's liberating, isn't it? I find this freedom allows a lot more joy in. Good for you for finding this out for yourself.