The truth of the matter

I was not completely open when I said I didn't know what this blog would be about. 

When that buzzing bee was getting louder, it was because I knew subconsciously that the blog would be about my son.

It's taken me several days since I started this blog, but now I'm ready to tell.  Conversations with my husband and a dear, trusted friend have helped me decide that it's ok. It is ok.

My son was diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD) - or, simply, "autism" - on April 26, 2011. That day was one of the saddest days either my husband or I had ever experienced in our lives.

Only a handful of people know this. We have not even told our families. It has been too awkward and painful to share the news.

Seriously, how does one share news like this? "Hey there - guess what? Our little guy has autism! Yeah!"

We have gone through our stages of shock, denial, loss, and confusion. We are on our way to acceptance and hope. Often the feelings are simultaneous.

This is not a stop we requested on our journey as parents nor what we wished for our son. And we believe God gives us only what we can handle.

But He's starting to push the envelope.