Monday, September 14, 2009

Too Tired to Write.

Such an unhappy night with my boy. Nights like this make me feel bad for passing along all the heightened emotion and sadness that seems to come bundled with my DNA. -- Post From My iPhone

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  1. Oh Velma, I've been there.

    My son's 24 now...when we first heard the word Asperger's he was perhaps 8. (Bad mom not to keep better notes.) It's been such a long emotional road. He's finally got a girlfriend...and every time he calls home I worry he'll say she broke up with him. It's so hard caring so much.

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  2. I'm so sorry! {{hugs}} and hoping tomorrow will be a brighter day.

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