Dad has been sitting in on Edda’s class. We’ve been talking about the different kids in her class and their various “issues”. Most of the kids in Edda’s class are older than her, most of them are at least 3 years old and autistic. Edda is probably the most disabled kid in her class this week. She’s the only one who can’t feed herself snack, someone needs to be there and help her eat.
I went to the prata shop today, and the guy who works the register said to me, “You are always so happy and lively when you come in, what’s your secret?” This came as such a surprise to me because I consider myself a grouchy-grouch. I told him that the prata shop was the only time that I really had to myself and I felt just a little bit removed and relieved from my responsibilities, I’m happy to sit for a few minutes and eat a prata and have a glass of fresh lime juice. Such simple things make me happy these days.